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Section 


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[     8B>  4  1936 


OF 


"HAPPY  VOICES," 


WITHOUT  THE  MUSIC, 


AMERICAN  TRACT  SOCIETY, 

150  NASSAU-STREET,  NEW  YORK. 


Entered  according  to  Act  of  Congress,  in  the  year 
1867,  by  the  American  Tract  Society,  in  the  Clerk's 
Office  of  the  District  Court  of  the  United  States  for  the 
Southern  District  of  New  York. 


.  HYMNS 

OF 

HAPPY  VOICES. 


1.    The  Happy  Laud. 

L  Theee  is  a  happy  land- 
Far,  far  away, 
Where  saints  in  glory  stand, 

Bright,  bright  as  day. 

Oh.  how  they  sweetly  sing, 

"  Worthy  is  our  Saviour  King  ;" 

Loud  let  his  praises  ring, 

Praise,  praise  for  aye. 

2.  Come  to  that  happy  land, 
Come,  come  away. 
Why  will  ye  doubting  stand, 

Why  still  delay? 
Oh,  we  shall  happy  be 
When  from  sin  and  sorrow  free, 
Lord,  we  shall  dwell  with  thee, 
Bleat,  blest  for  aye. 

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HYMNS    OF 

3.  Bright,  in  that  happy  land, 

Beams  every  eye  : 
Kept  by  a  Father's  hand, 

Love  cannot  die. 
Oh,  then  to  glory  inn 
Be  a  crown  and  kingdom  won  ; 
And  bright,  above  the  sun, 

We  '11  reign  for  aye. 


2.    Happy  Yoices. 

1.  Nature's  cheerful  voices 
All  in  harmony  chime  : 

Songs  from  the  trees,  songs  o'er  the  so&a, 
Murmurs  soft  on  the  floating  breeze, 
Songs,  best  of  all, 
Of  childhood's  merry  time. 

CHORUS. 

Thus  then  your  powers  employ, 
Happy  voices,  full  of  life  and  joy, 
Gladness  and  love, 
Learning  melodies  for  the  world  above. 

2.  All  things  praise  their  Maker, 
Each  with  a  different  voice  ; 

Some  to  the  eye  praise  silently, 
Like  yon  stars  in  the  evening  sky  ; 
But  sons  of  God 
With  heart  and  soul  rejoice.  —Chorus, 
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HAPPY   VOICES.  9 

3.  Cold  and  dull  were  Eden's 
Groves  and  murmuring  rills, 

Till  high  in  air  burst  on  the  ear 
Warbling  notes  of  the  lark,  full  and  clear. 
Life,  life  alone 
The  living  bosom  thrills. 

4.  Cold  and  dead  the  world  lies, 
E'en  with  its  myriad  songs, 

Till  here  and  there  rise  on  the  air 
Praises  pure,  and  believing  prayer, 
Soaring  to  God 
Amid  the  angelic  throngs. 

5.  Not  like  stars  nor  birds  then, 
Praise  we  the  heavenly  King  ; 

With  song  and  lyre,  anthem  and  choir. 
Hands  that,  working  for  Christ,  never  tire, 
And  hearts  of  love, 
Whence  all  good  thoughts  do  spring. 


8,    Awake,  and  Sing-  the  Song.    S.  M. 

1.  Awake,  and  sing  the  song 
Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb  ; 
Wake,  every  heart  and  every  tongue, 
To  praise  the  Saviour's  name. 
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HYMNS   OF 

2.  Sing  of  his  dying  love, 

Sing  of  his  rising  power, 
Sing  how  he  intercedes  above 
For  those  whose  sins  he  bore. 

3.  Sing  till  we  feel  our  heart 

Ascending  with  our  tongue  ; 
Sing  till  the  love  of  sin  depart, 
And  grace  inspire  our  song. 

4.  Sing  on  your  heavenly  way, 

Ye  ransomed  sinners,  sing  ; 
Sing  on,  rejoicing  every  day 
In  Christ  the  eternal  King. 

5.  Soon  shall  we  hear  him  say, 

"Ye  blessed  children,  come ; 
Soon  will  he  call  us  hence  away, 
And  take  his  wanderers  home. 

6.  Soon  shall  our  raptured  tongue 

His  endless  praise  proclaim, 
And  sweeter  voices  tune  the  song 
"  Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb."    hamm 


4.    Flowers,  Sweet  Flowers. 

1.  How  sweet  are  the  flowers 
Of  the  garden  and  field, 
When  earth  wears  her  summer  array ; 


HAPPY   VOICES.  4 

How  laden  the  air 
With  the  fragrance  they  yield, 
How  varied  the  hues  they  display. 

CHORUS. 

Flowers  of  the  wild-wood, 

Flowers  of  the  garden, 
Emblems  of  childhood, 

Flowers,  sweet  flowers. 

2.  But  frail  is  their  texture 
And  transient  their  stay, 

For  brief  is  the  life  of  a  flower  ; 

Their  fragrance  and  beauty 

Too  soon  pass  away, 
They  gladden  the  heart  for  an  hour. 

CHOErs — Flowers  of  the  wild-wood,  etc 

3.  Some,  plucked  by  the  hand 
Of  the  envious  or  rude, 

Their  life  and  their  loveliness  yield ; 
While  some  by  the  pitiless 
Mower  are  strewed, 
To  wither  like  grass  of  the  field. 

4.  Thus  fair  are  the  children  • 
In  home's  sunny  ground, 

Thus  frail  as  the  floweret  are  they ; 
The  scythe  of  the  mower 
Is  sweeping  around, 
They  're  fading  and  passing  away. 

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HYMNS    OF 

5.  We  '11  give  them  our  prayers 
And  the  heart-cheering  word  ; 
Thus  nurtured  by  sunshine  and  shower, 
Their  virtues  may  scatter 
A  fragrance  around 
Surviving  the  fall  of  the  flower. 
Chorus — Flowers  of  the  wild-wood,  etc 

KZV.  A.  A.  GBALEX. 


5.    Won't  Ton  Volunteer  1 

1.  Coite,  boys,  come,  girls, 

Wo  n't  you  volunteer  ? 
If  you  'd  reign  in  heaven  above, 

You  must  battle  here  ; 
Say  not,  say  not, 

We  are  weak  and  few ; 
Only  battle  for  the  right, 

God  will  strengthen  you. 


March  on,  march  on,  singing  as  you  go ; 
March  on,  march  on,  do  not  fear  the  foe. 

2.  Come,  boys,  come,  girls, 
Wo  n't  you  volunteer  ? 
Youthful  soldiers  of  the  cross, 

To  our  ranks  repair : 
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HAPPY    VOICES.  6 

List  not,  list  not, 

To  the  world  and  sin, 
Torn  away  from  foes  without. 

And  from  foes  within. 

Choeus — March  on,  march  on.  etc 
&  Come,  boys,  come,  girls, 

Won't  you  volunteer? 
Jesus  bought  you  with  his  blood ; 

How  can  you  forbear  ? 
Sinful,  dying. 

To  your  help  he  flew  : 
Wo  n't  you  love  and  live  for  him 

Who  has  died  for  you  ? 

4.  Come,  boys,  come,  girls, 

Wo  n't  you  volunteer  ? 
Soon  the  vict'ry  shall  be  yours, 

If  you  persevere  : 
Singing,  shining, 

On  a  heavenly  throne, 
You  shall  strike  a  harp  of  gold 

And  wear  a  golden  crown.         ±  ±  a 


6.    Morning  Bells. 

1.  Hakk,  the  morning  bells  are  ringing ! 
Children,  haste  without  delay  ; 
Prayers  of  thousands  now  are  winging 
Up  to  heaven  their  silent  wav. 
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f  HYMNS    OF 

CHORUS. 

Come,  children,  come,  the  bells  are  ringings 
To  the  school  with  haste  repair  ; 

Let  ns  all  unite  in  singing, 
All  unite  in  solemn  prayer. 

2.  T  is  an  hour  of  happy  meeting, 

Children  meet  for  praise  and  prayer ; 
But  the  hour  is  short  and  fleeting, 
Let  us  then  be  early  there. 

Chorus— Come,  children,  come,  etc, 

3.  Do  not  keep  our  teachers  waiting, 

While  you  tarry  by  the  way  ; 
Nor  disturb  the  school  reciting, 
'T  is  the  holy  Sabbath-day. 

4.  Children,  haste,  the  bells  are  ringing, 

And  the  morning 's  bright  and  fair ; 
Thousands  now  unite  in  singing, 
Thousands  too  in  solemn  prayer. 


7.    Infant  Choir. 


1.  Who  shall  sing  if  not  the  children  ? 
Did  not  Jesus  die  for  them  ? 
May  they  not,  with  other  jewels, 
Sparkle  in  his  diadem  ? 
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HAPPY   VOICES.  « 

Why  to  them  were  voices  given — 
Bird-like  voices,  sweet  and  clear? 

Why,  unless  the  songs  of  heaven 
They  begin  to  practise  here  ? 

2.  There 's  a  choir  of  infant  songsters, 

White-robed,  round  the  Saviour's  throne, 
Angels  cease,  and  waiting  listen  : 

Oh,  'tis  sweeter  than  their  own. 
Faith  can  hear  the  rapturous  choral, 

When  her  ear  is  upward  turned  ; 
Is  not  this  the  same  perfected 

Which  upon  the  earth  they  learned  ? 

3.  Jesus,  when  on  earth  sojourning, 

Loved  them  with  a  wondrous  love  ; 
And  will  he,  to  heaven  returning, 

Faithless  to  his  blessing  prove  ? 
Oh,  they  cannot  sing  too  early  : 

Fathers,  stand  not  in  their  way. 
Birds  do  sing  while  day  is  breaking : 

Tell  me  then  why  should  not  they  ? 


8.    Birth  of  Christ. 

Hap.k,  what  mean  those  holy  voices 
Sweet  sounding  through  the  skies  ? 

Lo.  th*  angelic  host  rejoices, 
Heavenlv  hallelujahs  rise. 

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HYMNS    OF 

CHORUS. 

Hear  them  tell  the  wondrous  story, 
Hear  them  chant  in  hymns  of  joy, 

" Glory,  glory,  glory,  glory! 
Glory  in  the  highest,  glory ! 

Glory,  glory,  glory,  glory! 
Glory  be  to  God  most  high !" 

2.  "  Peace  on  earth,  good  will  from  heaven. 

Reaching  far  as  man  is  found ; 
Souls  redeemed  and  sins  forgiven," 
Loud  their  golden  harps  shall  sound. 
Choeus — Hear  them  tell,  etc. 

3.  "Christ  is  born,  the  great  Anointed, 

Heaven  and  earth  his  praises  sing  ; 
Oh  receive  whom  God  appointed 
For  your  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King." 

4.  "Hasten,  mortals,  to  adore  him, 

Learn  his  name  and  taste  his  joy ; 
rill  in  heaven  ye  sing  before  him, 
Glory  be  to  God  most  high ! " 


9.    Praise  to  God. 

Peaise  to  God  the  great  Creator  ; 

Praise  to  God  from  every  tongue 
Join,  my  soul,  with  every  creature, 

Join  the  universal  song. 
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HAPPY   VOICES.  10 

Father,  source  of  all  compassion, 
Pure,  unbounded  grace  is  thine  ; 

Hail  the  God  of  our  salvation ! 
Praise  him  for  his  love  divine 

2.  Joyfully  on  earth  adore  him, 

Till  in  heaven  our  song  we  raise  ; 
Then,  enraptured,  fall  before  him, 

Lost  in  wonder,  love,  and  praise  : 
Praise  to  God  the  great  Creator, 

Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost ; 
Praise  him,  every  living  creature, 

Earth  and  heaven's  united  host. 


10.    Now  is  the  Time. 

1.  Beijeve  it,  dear  children, 

That  now  is  the  time 
To  turn  from  the  pathway 

Of  folly  and  crime  ; 
To  enter  the  way 

Which  the  ransomed  have  trorl, 
The  way  which  leads  upward 

To  glory  and  God. 

CHORUS. 

Now  is  the  time,  now  is  the  time  ; 
Believe  it,  dear  children,  that  now  is  the  time. 

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10  HYMNS    OF 

2.  But  if  you  inquire 

Why  the  future  wo  n't  do 
As  well  as  the  present 

That  way  to  pursue 
Remember  that  death 

Hovers  over  your  path, 
And  over  you  gathers 

A  tempest  of  wrath. 
Chorus — Now  is  the  time,  etc 

3.  But  should  you  be  spared 

E'en  to  threescore  and  ten, 
Each  year  full  of  sorrow 

And  shame  will  have  been  ; 
And  what  have  you  gained 

By  this  guilty  delay  ? 
A  heart  less  inclined 

To  believe  and  obey. 

4  Don't  say,  "When  religion 

Possesses  the  soul. 

All  cheerfulness  withers 

Beneath  its  control." 

Religion  and  happiness 

Ever  combine ; 
But  shame  and  remorse 
Are  the  wages  of  sin. 
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HAPPY    VOICES.  11 

5.  Then  now  is  the  time 

To  secure  the  "good  part," 
That  sanctifies  while 

It  rejoices  the  heart ; 
The  day  of  acceptance 

Is  passing  away  ; 
Then  haste  to  the  Saviour, 

Dear  children,  to-day.  a.  a.  a 


11.    Around  the  Throne. 

1.  Around  the  throne  of  God  in  heaven 

Thousands  of  children  stand  ; 
Children  whose  sins  are  all  forgiven, 

A  holy,  happy  band, 

Singing  "Glory,  glory, 
Glory  be  to  God  on  high." 

2.  In  flowing  robes  of  spotless  white 

See  every  one  arrayed  ; 
Dwelling  in  everlasting  light, 
And  joys  that  never  fade. 

Singing,  Glory,  glory,  glory,  etc 

3.  What  brought  them  to  that  world  above, 

That  heaven  so  bright  and  fair. 

Where  all  is  peace  and  joy  and  love  ? 

How  came  those  children  there  ? 

Singing,  Glory,  glory,  glory,  etc 
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12  HYMNS    OF 

4.  Because  the  Saviour  shed  his  blood 

To  wash  away  their  sin  : 
Bathed  in  thatfpure  and  precious  flood, 
Behold  them  white  and  clean, 

Singing,  Glory,  glory,  glory,  etc. 

5.  On  earth  they  sought  the  Saviour's  grace, 

On  earth  they  loved  his  name  ; 
So  now  they  see  his  blessed  face, 
And  stand  before  the  Lamb, 

Singing,  Glory,  glory,  glory,  etc. 


12.    Universal  Praise. 

1.  The  valleys  and  the  mountains 

The  woodland  and  the  plain, 
The  rivers  and  the  fountains, 
The  sunshine  and  the  rain, 
The  stars  that  shine  above  me, 
The  flowers  that  deck  the  sod, 
Proclaim  aloud  the  glory  of  my  God. 
Praises,  holy  adoration, 

Praises  to  the  God  above  ; 
Praises  through  the  wide  creation, 

Sound  aloud  his  greatness  and  his  lorn 

2.  And  shall  the  voice  of  nature 

Thus  glorify  its  King  ; 
And  man,  the  noble  creature, 
No  grateful  tribute  bring  ? 
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HAPPY    VOICES.  12 

Shall  mercy  strew  his  pathway, 
And  all  the  senses  please, 
And  man  withhold  the  sacrifice  of  praise  ? 
Praise  him,  ye  that  live  for  ever ; 

Praise  him  every  heart  and  voice  ; 
Praise  him,  he 's  the  glorious  Giver  ; 
Praise  him  in  your  sorrows  and  your  joys 

3.  The  word  of  life  he  gave  us 

To  guide  us  to  the  sky ; 
That  he  might  justly  save  us, 

He  sent  his  Son  to  die — 
To  die  in  shame  and  anguish, 
To  die  a  sacrifice  ; 
To  save  us  from  the  death  that  never  dies. 
Praise  him.  praise  him  for  salvation  ; 
Praise  him,  praise  him  for  his  Son  ; 
Praise  him,  every  tribe  and  nation  ; 
Fraise  him  for  the  battle  he  has  won. 

4.  Then  train  your  youthful  voices 

To  hymn  his  praise  above  ; 
For  he  who  here  rejoices 

In  Jesus'  dying  love, 
Around  his  throne  in  glory 
Shall  all  his  love  proclaim, 
And  sing  the  song  of  Moses  and  the  Lamb. 
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13  HYMNS    OF 

Praise  hira,  praise  the  eternal  Father  ; 

Praise  him,  praise  the  eternal  Son  ; 
Praise  him,  praise  the  Three  together. 

Father,  Son,  and  Spirit,  three  in  One, 


13.    To  Thee,  my  God  and  SaTiour. 

1.  To  thee,  my  God  and  Saviour, 
My  heart  exulting  springs, 
Rejoicing  in  thy  favor, 

Almighty  King  of  kings  : 
I  '11  celebrate  thy  glory 

With  all  the  saints  above, 
And  tell  the  wondrous  story 
Of  thy  love. 


Glory!  glory,  hallelujah! 

Glory  to  the  God  of  love  ; 
Glory!  glory,  hallelujah! 

Glory  ever  be  to  God  above 

Soon  as  the  morn  with  roses 
Bedecks  the  dewy  east, 

And  when  the  sun  reposes 
Upon  the  ocean's  breast, 
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HAPPY    VOICES.  14 

My  voice  in  supplication, 

Jehovah,  thou  shalt  hear  ; 
Oh  grant  me  thy  salvation. 
And  draw  near. 
Chobus — Glory,  glory,  etc. 

3.  By  thee,  through  life  supported, 
I  pass  the  dangerous  road, 
By  heavenly  hosts  escorted 
Up  to  their  bright  abode  ; 
There  cast  my  crown  before  thee, 

My  toils  and  conflicts  o'er, 
And  gratefully  adore  thee 
Evermore. 
Chobus—  Glory,  glory,  etc. 


14.    Hosanna. 


What  are  those  soul-reviving  strains, 
Which  echo  thus  from  Salem's  plains  ? 
What  anthems  loud,  and  louder  still, 
So  sweetly  sound  from  Zion's  hill  ? 


*  Glory,  glory!"  let  us  sing. 
While  heaven  and  earth  with  '; Glory!"  ring  : 
Hosanna,  hosanna,  hosanna  to  the  Lamb  of  God 

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15  HYMNS    OF 

2.  Lo,  't  is  an  infant  chorus  sings 

"  Hosanna  to  the  King  of  kings !" 

The  Saviour  comes,  and  babes  proclaim 

Salvation  sent  in  Jesus'  name. 

3.  Messiah's  name  shall  joy  impart 
Alike  to  Jew  and  Gentile  heart : 
He  bled  for  us,  he  bled  for  you, 
And  we  will  sing  Hosanna  too. 

4.  Proclaim  hosannas  loud  and  clear  ; 
See  David's  Son  and  Lord  appear : 
All  praise  on  earth  to  him  be  given, 

And  "  Glory ! "  shout  through  highest  heaven. 


15.    The  Fountain. 

1.  Oh,  there  is  a  fountain 

That  never  is  dry, 
The  wounds  of  Inmanuel 

That  fountain  supply  : 
From  ages  to  ages 

The  crimson  stream  flows, 
||:To  cleanse  the  polluted 

And  lighten  their  woes.:|| 

2.  'T  s  there  in  his  childhood 

A  sinner  may  go, 
And  manhood  may  wash 
Till  he 's  whiter  than  snow  ; 
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HAPPY   VOICES.  16 

And  age,  by  his  sins 

And  his  sorrows  oppressed, 

||:May  find  in  the  wounds 
Of  the  Saviour  a  rest.  :|| 

,  No  vileness  too  vile 

For  that  fount  to  remove, 
No  sinner  too  sinful 

Its  virtues  to  prove  ; 
If  conscience  reproaches, 

If  terrors  appal, 
||:'Twas  opened  for  you, 

For  't  was  opened  for  all.  :|| 

,  Then  come  to  the  fountain 

So  gushing  and  red  ; 
A  tempest  of  wrath 

Mutters  over  your  head, 
And  the  moments  of  mercy 

Are  passing  away  : 
||:Then  come  to  the  fountain, 

Poor  sinner,  to-day.  :||  ±  a.  a 


16.    Hallelujah. 

1.  In  the  far  better  land 
Of  glory  and  light 
The  ransomed  are  singing 
In  garments  of  white, 

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16  HYMNS    OF 

The  harpers  are  harping, 
And  all  the  bright  train 

Sing  the  song  of  redemption — 
' '  The  Lamb  that  was  slain. n 

CHORUS. 

Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb, 
Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb, 
Hallelujah,  hallelujah, 
Hallelujah,  Amen. 

2.  Like  the  sound  of  the  sea 

Swells  the  chorus  of  praise 
Round  the  star-circled  crown 

Of  the  Ancient  of  days, 
And  thrones  and  dominions 

Reecho  the  strain 
Of  glory  eternal 
To  Him  that  was  slain. 
Chorus— Hallelujah  to  the  Lamt    etc 

3.  Dear  Saviour,  may  we, 

"With  our  voices  so  faint, 
Sing  the  chorus  celestial 

"With  angel  and  saint? 
Yes,  yes,  we  will  sing, 

And  thine  ear  we  will  gain 
With  the  song  of  redemption — 

"The  Lamb  that  was  slain." 
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4.  Now,  children  and  teachers 

And  friends,  all  unite 
In  a  loud  hallelujah 

"With  the  ransomed  in  light ; 
To  Jesus  we  '11  sing 

That  melodious  strain, 

The  song  of  redemption — 

u  The  Lamb  that  was  slain." 

E.  s.  poster,  r>. 


17.    Life  a  Race, 

1.  This  life  is  a  race, 
And  brief  is  the  space 

In  which  the  great  prize  must  be  won  : 

Then  do  not  delay, 

For  happy  are  they 
Who  early  determine  to  run. 

CHORUS. 

Run  in  the  race,  run  in  the  race, 
Run  in  the  race  for  glory. 

2.  At  once  then  begin, 
Cast  off  every  sin 

And  weight  that  encumbers  the  soul ; 
Ajid  enter  the  track 
And  never  look  back, 
Till  safely  arrived  at  the  goal. 

Chobus — Run  in  the  race,  etc. 
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3.  When  faint  and  oppressed, 
Some  foe  may  suggest, 

"  'T  were  better  the  race  to  give  o'er  ;" 

But  do  not  sit  down  ; 

Just  think  of  the  crown, 
And  that  will  revive  you  once  more. 

4.  Yes,  think  of  the  crown, 
And  let  the  world  frown, 

*T  is  better  by  far  than  its  smile  : 

It  shall  not  destroy  ; 

And  as  for  its  joy, 
It  only  allures  to  defile. 

5.  Awake  then,  arise ! 
Contend  for  the  prize  ; 

"What  glories  around  it  are  flung  : 
Oh  fly  from  the  path 
That  leads  down  to  wrath, 

And  run  for  the  crown  while  you  're  young. 

a.  a.  a 


18,    Come  and  Join  the  Army. 

1.  We  're  marching  to  the  camp  above  ; 
Oh  wo  n't  you  come  and  join  us  ? 
We  've  shaken  off  the  chains  of  sin, 
No  longer  they  confine  us  ; 
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Then  come  and  join  the  army, 
Then  come  and  join  the  army  ; 
Oh  gird  the  gospel  armor  on, 
And  come  and  join  the  army. 

2.  We  once  as  rebels  boldly  fought, 

The  rebel  banner  o'er  us  ; 
But  Jesus  won  us  by  his  cross, 
And  now  leads  on  before  us. 

Choht;s — Then  come  and  join,  etc. 

3.  And  though  against  the  shield  of  faith 

The  fiery  darts  may  rattle, 
A  soldier  Jesus  never  lost, 
And  never  lost  a  battle. 

4.  He  '11  give  us  peace  and  holy  joy 

On  this  side  of  the  river, 
And  when  we've  passed  the  swelling  flood, 
Eternal  life  for  ever. 

5.  And  soon  the  conflict  win  be  o'er  ; 

And  will  it  not  be  glorious 
To  leave  the  battle-field  for  heaven, 

Rejoicing  and  victorious ! 

A.  a.  & 
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19.    Will  You  Go  I 

1.  We  're  travelling  borne  to  heaven  above  ; 

Will  yon  go  ?    Will  yon  go  ? 
To  sing  the  Saviour's  dying  love  ; 

Will  yon  go  ?    Will  yon  go  ? 
Millions  have  reached  that  blest  abode, 
Anointed  kings  and  priests  to  God  ; 
And  millions  more  are  on  the  road, 

Will  you  go  ?    Will  yon  go  ? 

2.  We  're  going  to  -walk  the  plains  of  light ; 

Will  you  go  ?    Will  you  go  ? 
Far,  far  from  curse  and  death  and  night ; 

Will  you  go  ?    Will  you  go  ? 
The  crown  of  life  we  then  shall  wear, 
The  conqueror's  palm  we  then  shall  bear, 
And  all  the  joys  of  heaven  we  '11  share  ; 

Will  you  go  ?    Will  you  go  ? 

3.  The  way  to  heaven  is  straight  and  plain  ; 

Will  you  go  ?    Will  you  go  ? 
Repent,  believe,  be  born  again  ; 

Will  you  go  ?    Will  you  go  ? 
The  Saviour  cries  aloud  to  thee, 
"Take  up  thy  cross  and  follow  me, 
And  thou  shalt  my  salvation  see. " 

Will  you  go  ?    Will  you  go  ? 
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Oh,  could  I  hear  some  sinner  say, 

"I  will  go,  I  will  go." 

Oh,  could  I  hear  him  humbly  pray, 

"Make  me  go,  Make  me  go  ;" 

And  all  his  old  companions  tell, 

"I  will  not  go  with  you  to  hell, 

I  long  with  Jesus  Christ  to  dwell ; 
Let  me  go,  Let  me  go. 


20.    Little  Pilgrims. 

1.  The  way  to  heaven  is  narrow, 

And  its  blessed  entrance  strait ; 
But  how  sate  the  little  pilgrims 
Who  get  within  the  gate ! 


And  we  may  join  the  pilgrim  band 
That  journeys  towards  the  light, 

For  the  golden  gate  of  that  happy  land 
Stands  open  day  and  night. 

2.  The  sunbeams  of  the  morning 
Make  the  narrow  pathway  fair, 
And  these  early  little  pilgrims 
Find  dewy  blessings  there. 
Chobus — And  we  may  join,  etc. 
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3.  They  pass  o'er  rugged  mountains, 

But  they  climb  them  with  a  song ; 
For  these  early  little  pilgrims 
Have  sandals  new  and  strong. 

4.  They  do  not  greatly  tremble, 

When  the  shadows  night  foretell ; 
For  these  early  little  pilgrims 
Have  tried  the  path  full  well. 

5.  They  know  it  leads  to  heaven, 

With  its  bright  and  open  gates, 
Where  for  happy  little  pilgrims 
A  Saviour's  welcome  waits. 

REV.  C.  C.  CABPF.NTEB. 


21.    When  We  are  Twenty-one. 

1.  When  we  are  twenty-one,  boys, 

When  we  are  twenty-one, 
We  cast  the  fetters  off,  boys, 

Our  pupilage  is  done  ; 
Before  us  is  the  world,  boys, 

We  11  try  what  it  can  do  ; 
||:It  promises  so  fair,  boys, 

We  '11  prove  it  false  or  true.  :|| 

2.  There  is  a  ruby  cup,  boys  ; 

'T  is  held  in  Pleasure's  hand  ; 
We  '11  quaff  it  long  and  deep,  boys, 
A  happy,  jovial  band ; 

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And  treasure  we  '11  secure,  boys, 
And  honor's  steep  we  '11  climb, 

||:And  sober  thoughts  we'll  leave,  boys. 
To  those  who  've  passed  their  prime.  ;jj 

.  But  hark !  I  hear  a  voice,  boys  ; 

It  whispers,  "Youth,  beware! 
Before  you  're  twenty-one,  boys, 

The  dream  may  disappear — 
The  blooming  cheek  grow  pale,  boys, 

And  dim  the  sparkling  eye, 
||:And  in  death's  cold  embrace,  boys, 

The  active  form  may  lie.  :|| 

"Talk  not  of  twenty-one,  boys, 

Talk  not  of  twenty-one  ; 
The  present  now  is  all,  boys, 

That  you  can  call  your  own  ; 
Each  moment  as  it  glides,  boys, 

Its  hidden  store  reveals  ; 
j|:But  who  can  pierce  the  veil,  boys 

Which  future  years  conceals  ?:|| 

"'Twere  madness  then  to  sing,  boys, 

And  boast  of  years  to  come  ; 
Awake  from  folly's  dream,  boys, 

The  Saviour  calls  you  home  ; 

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Now  while  the  harvest  waves,  boys, 

The  reaper's  garb  put  on, 
|j:And  gather  sheaves  for  heaven,  boys. 

Before  you're  twenty-one. ":||       a.  a.  a 


22.    I  Want  to  be  an  Angel. 

1.  I  want  to  be  an  angel, 

And  with  the  angels  stand, 
A  crown  upon  my  forehead, 

A  harp  within  my  hand ; 
There,  right  before  my  Saviour, 

So  glorious  and  so  bright, 
I  'd  wake  the  sweetest  music, 

And  praise  him  day  and  night. 

2.  I  never  should  be  weary, 

Nor  ever  shed  a  tear, 
Nor  ever  know  a  sorrow, 

Nor  ever  feel  a  fear  ; 
But  blessed,  pure,  and  holy, 

I  'd  dwell  in  Jesus'  sight, 
And  with  ten  thousand  thousands 

Praise  him  both  day  and  night 

3.  I  know  I  'm  weak  and  sinful, 

But  Jesus  will  forgive  ; 
For  many  little  children 

Have  gone  to  heaven  to  live. 
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Dear  Saviour,  when  I  languish, 

And  lay  me  down  to  die, 
Oh  send  a  shining  angel 

To  bear  me  to  the  sky. 

Oh  there  I  '11  be  an  angel, 

And  with  the  angels  stand, 
A  crown  upon  my  forehead, 

A  harp  within  my  hand  ; 
And  there  before  my  Saviour, 

So  glorious  and  so  bright, 
I  '11  join  the  heavenly  music, 

And  praise  him  day  and  night. 


23.    I  want  to  be  like  Jesns. 

1 .  I  want  to  be  like  Jesus, 

So  lowly  and  so  meek, 
For  no  one  marked  an  angry  word 

That  ever  heard  him  speak. 
I  want  to  be  like  Jesus, 

So  frequently  in  prayer  ; 
Alone  upon  the  mountain-top 

He  met  his  Father  there. 

2.  I  want  to  be  like  Jesus  ; 

I  never,  never  find 
That  he,  though  persecute  a,  was 
To  any  one  unkind. 

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I  want  to  be  like  Jesus, 
Engaged  in  doing  good, 

So  that  of  me  it  may  be  said, 

"She  hath  done  what  she  could/' 

3.  I  want  to  be  like  Jesus, 

So  lowly  and  so  meek 
For  no  one  marked  an  angry  word 

That  ever  heard  him  speak. 
Alas,  I  'm  not  like  Jesus, 

As  any  one  may  see  : 
Oh,  gentle  Saviour,  send  thy  grace 

And  make  me  like  to  thee. 


24.    The  Precious  Story. 

1.  How  precious  is  the  story 

Of  our  Kedeemer's  birth, 
Who  left  the  realms  of  glory, 

And  came  to  dwell  on  earth : 
He  saw  our  sad  condition, 

Our  guilt  and  sin  and  shame  ; 
To  save  us  from  perdition 

The  blessed  Jesus  came. 

2.  He  came  to  earth  from  heaven, 

To  weep  and  bleed  and  die, 
That  we  might  be  forgiven, 
And  raised  to  God  on  high, 
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His  kindness  and  compassion 
To  children  then  were  shown ; 

The  heirs  of  his  salvation, 
He  claimed  them  for  his  own. 

3.  Oh  may  I  love  this  Saviour, 

So  good,  so  kind,  so  mild  ■ 
And  may  I  find  his  favor. 

A  young  though  sinful  child 
And  in  his  blessed  heaven 

May  I  at  last  appear, 
With  all  my  sins  forgiven, 

To  know  and  praise  him  there 


25.    Singing  of  Jesus. 

1.  Co^re,  let  us  sing  of  Jesus, 

While  hearts  and  accents  blend, 
Come,  let  us  sing  of  Jesus, 

The  sinner's  only  friend  ; 
His  holy  soul  rejoices 

Amid  the  choirs  above, 
To  hear  our  youthful  voices 

Exulting  in  his  love. 

2.  We  love  to  sing  of  Jesus, 

Who  wept  our  path  along  ; 
We  love  to  sing  of  Jesus, 
The  tempted  and  the  strong  ; 
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2'?>  HYMNS    OF 

None  who  besought  his  healing, 
He  passed  unheeded  by  ; 

And  still  retains  his  feeling 
For  us  above  the  sky. 

3.  We  love  to  sing  of  Jesus, 

Who  died  our  souls  to  save  ; 
We  love  to  sing  of  Jesus, 

Triumphant  o'er  the  grave  ; 
And  in  our  hour  of  danger 

We  '11  trust  his  love  alone, 
Who  once  slept  in  a  manger. 

And  now  sits  on  the  throne. 

4.  Then  let  us  sing  of  Jesus, 

While  yet  on  earth  we  stay, 
And  hope  to  sing  of  Jesus 

Throughout  eternal  day ; 
For  those  who  here  confess  him 

He  will  in  heaven  confess, 
And  faithful  hearts  that  bless  hiia 

He  will  for  ever  bless. . 


2G.    To  the  Saviour  Crucified. 

0  bached  Head,  now  wounded, 

With  grief  and  shame  weighed  down  , 
"Now  scornfully  surrounded 

With  thorns,  thy  only  crown  ; 
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O  sacred  Head,  what  glory, 
YThat  bliss  till  now  was  thine ! 

Yet.  though  despised  and  gory, 
I  joy  to  call  thee  mine. 

2.  Oh  noblest  brow  and  dearest, 

In  other  days  the  world 
All  feared  when  thou  appearedst. 

What  shame  on  thee  is  hurled! 
How  art  thou  pale  with  anguish, 

"With  sore  abuse  and  scorn ; 
How  does  that  visage  languish 

Which  once  was  bright  us  morn! 

it  language  shall  I  borrow 
thank  thee,  dearest  Friend, 
For  this  thy  dying  sorrow, 

Thy  pity  without  end  ? 
Oh  make  me  thine  for  ever ; 
And  should  I  fainting  be, 
Lord,  let  me  never,  never 
Outlive  my  love  to  thee. 

4.  Be  near  when  I  am  dying ; 
Oh  show  thy  cross  to  me, 
And  for  my  succor  flying. 
Come,  Lord,  to  set  me  free. 


HYMNS    OF 

These  eyes  new  faith  receiving, 
From  Jesus  shall  not  move  ; 

For  he  who  dies  believing, 
Dies  safely,  through  thy  love. 


27.    The  Child's  Desire. 

1.  I  think,  when  I  read 
That  sweet  story  of  old, 

When  Jesus  was  here  among  men, 

How  he  called  little  children 
As  lambs  to  his  fold, 
I  should  like  to  have  been  with  them  them 

2.  I  wish  that  his  hands 
Had  been  placed  on  my  head, 

That  his  arm  had  been  thrown  around  me, 
And  that  I  might  have  seen 
His  kind  look  when  he  said, 
"Let  the  little  ones  come  unto  me." 

3.  Yet  still  to  his  footstool 
In  prayer  I  may  go. 

And  ask  for  a  share  in  his  love  ; 
And  if  I  thus  earnestly 
Seek  him  below, 
I  shall  see  him  and  hear  him  above — 
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HATTY    VOICES. 

4.  In  that  beautiful  place 
He  has  gone  to  prepare 
For  ;tll  who  are  washed  and  forgiven  : 
And  many  dear  childtt  n 
Are  gathering  there, 
11  For  of  such  is  the  kingdom  of  heaveu.' 


28.    Filial  Affection. 

1.  Be  kind  to  thy  father. 
For  when  thou  wast  young. 

Who  loved  thee  so  fondly  as  he  ? 

He  caught  the  first  accents 
That  fell  from  thy  tongue, 
And  joined  in  thy  innocent  glee. 

2.  Be  kind  to  thy  mother, 
For  lo,  on  her  brow 

May  traces  of  sorrow  be  seen  ; 

Oh  well  may'st  thou  cherish 
And  comfort  her  now. 
For  loving  and  kind  she  hath  been. 

3.  Bemember  thy  mother  ; 
For  thee  will  she  pray 

As  long  as  God  giveth  her  breath 
With  accents  of  kindness 
Then  cheer  her  lone  way, 
E'en  to  the  dark  valley  of  death. 

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29.    Forbid  Them  Not. 

1.  When  many  to  the  Saviour's  feet 

Their  little  children  brought, 
And  from  the  source  of  blessedness 

A  Saviour's  blessing  sought ; 
To  some  who  with  mistaken  zeal 

The  near  approach  forbade, 
"Let  little  children  come  to  me," 

The  blessed  Saviour  said. 

2.  "Forbid  them  not,  nor  harshly  chide 

Their  wish  to  see  my  face, 
For  little  children  such  as  these 

My  Father's  kingdom  grace." 
Then  gathered  in  his  loving  anus 

And  folded  to  his  breast, 
He  poured  a  blessing  all  divine 

On  every  little  guest. 

3.  Dear  children,  Jesus  is  the  same, 

Though  now  enthroned  above  ; 
He  waits  to  bless  you  as  of  old 

With  his  forgiving  love. 
He  marks  with  joy  each  faint  attempt 

His  favor  to  obtain, 
And  those  who  early  seek  his  face 

Shall  never  seek  in  vain. 
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But  sin  prevents,  and  Satan  strive? 

To  keep  you  from  his  arms  ; 
And  to  allure  the  soul  away, 

The  world  displays  its  charms ; 
But  look  to  Jesus,  for  his  power 

Your  foes  can  ne'er  withstand  ; 
Let  him  but  say.  "Forbid  them  not." 

They  '11  fly  at  his  eommand.         a.  a.  q. 


30.    Come  to  the  Saviour  To-day. 

1.  Oh  come  to  the  Saviour, 
Dear  children,  to-day, 

T  s  folly  to  wait  till  you  're  older, 
Tht  heart  is  now  tender, 
But  if  vou  del 


CHOBUS. 

The  Saviour  is  calling  to-day  ; 

He  waits  to  receive  you  and  save  ; 
Give  heed  to  the  warning, 
Ere  life's  sunny  morning 

Be  closed  in  the  night  of  the  grave. 

2.  You  hear  of  the  cross 
Where  Immanuel  bled. 
And  tears  down  your  faces  are  stealing ; 

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But  when  a  few  years 
Have  rolled  over  your  head. 
You  '11  hear  of  that  cross  without  feeling. 

CHORUS. 

The  Saviour  is  calling  to-day ; 

He  waits  to  receive  you  and  save ; 
Give  heed  to  the  warning, 
Ere  life's  sunny  morning 

Be  closed  in  the  night  of  the  grave. 

3.  How  many  short  graves 
In  the  graveyard  you  see, 

How  many  dear  children  there  slumber ; 
And  few  may  the  days 
Of  your  pilgrimage  be  ; 
No  mortal  can  tell  us  their  number. 

4.  Then  fly  to  the  Saviour, 
Dear  children,  to-day, 

While  life's  feeble  taper  is  burning ; 
The  Spirit  now  strives  ; 
Should  you  grieve  him  away, 
In  vain  may  you  wait  his  returning,  a  a.  a 


31.    WMle  You're  Young*. 

1.  Oh  wo  n't  you  be  a  Christian 
While  you  're  young  ? 
Oh  wo  n't  you  be  a  Christian 
While  you  're  young  ? 

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Do  n't  think  it  will  be  better 
To  delay  it  until  later, 
But  remember  your  Creator 
While  you  're  young. 

,  ||:Oh  won't  you  love  the  Saviour 

While  you're  young?:|| 
For  you  he  left  his  glory 
And  embraced  a  cross  so  gory  ; 
Wo  n't  you  heed  the  melting  story 

While  you  're  young  ? 

[|:Eemember,  death  may  find  you 

While  you  're  young  :  :|| 
For  friends  are  often  weeping, 
And  the  stars  their  watch  are  keeping 
O'er  the  grassy  graves,  where  sleeping 

Lie  the  young. 

|i:Oh  walk  the  path  to  glory 

While  you  're  youn:: 
And  Jesus  will  befriend  you, 
And  from  danger  will  defend  yon, 
And  a  peace  divine  will  send  you 

While  you  're  young. 

Then  wo  n't  you  be  a  Christian 

While  you  're  young  ? 
Then  won't  you  be  a  Christian 

While  you  're  young  ? 

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Way  from  the  future  borrow, 
When,  ere  comes  another  morrow, 
You  may  weep  in  endless  sorrow 
"While  you  're  young  ?  A.  i 


32.    This  World 's  a  Wilderness, 

1.  This  world 's  a  wilderness, 

And  dangers  cluster  round  ; 
There 's  not  a  traveller 

But  treads  enchanted  ground. 
Oftentimes  the  scenes  of  woe 

The  flowing  tears  invite, 
And  joys  depart,  and  sunny  hours 

Go  out  in  gloomy  night. 

CHOEUS. 

Haste,  haste,  haste. 

Haste  to  the  world  above  ; 
No  sin  is  there,  no  grief  or  care, 

But  all  is  joy  and  love. 

2.  But  walk  in  wisdom's  ways, 

And  you  shall  happy  be  : 
Jesus  a  refuge  is, 

For  ever  safe  and  free, 
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HAPPY    VOICES.  33 

Let  the  storms  of  sorrow  come, 
He  '11  bid  the  tempest  cease, 

For  wisdom's  ways  are  pleasantness, 
And  all  her  paths  are  peace. 

Chorus — Haste,  haste,  haste,  etc. 

3.  How  bright  the  world  appears 

When  viewed  by  youthful  eyes  ; 
How  sweet  its  cup  of  bliss, 

How  fair  its  promises  ; 
But  't  is  false  as  well  as  fair, 

The  world  is  but  a  cheat, 
For  every  pleasure  has  a  snare, 

A  poison  every  sweet. 

4.  Turn,  youthful  traveller. 

Nor  seek  your  portion  here, 
Enter  the  path  of  life 

"Where  all  is  true  and  fair  : 
Here  are  fruits  that  never  cloy, 

And  streams  that  never  fail ; 
Oh  feed  thy  soul  with  heavenly  food 

While  in  this  tearful  vale.         a.  a.  o 


33.    Mercy's  Call. 
fa  thy  chilhood's  sunny  morning. 

Ere  the  evil  days  draw  nigh, 
Heed  the  Spirit's  tender  warning  ; 
To  the  arms  of  Jesus  fly. 

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Sin  has  lured  thee  and  undone  thee, 
But  in  Jesus  help  is  found  ; 

He  will  never,  never  shun  thee, 
For  his  mercy  knows  no  bound. 

2.  Let  not  earthly  joys  delight  thee, 

Leave  them  all,  and  count  them  loss 
Let  not  youthful  follies  fright  thee, 

Jesus  bore  them  on  the  cross. 
See  the  fountain  ever  flowing 

For  the  guilty  and  denied ; 
Thousands  to  that  fount  are  going, 

Do  thou  likewise  while  a  child. 

3.  There  are  pleasures  never  fading 

In  the  pathway  of  the  wise  ; 
And  the  weary  pilgrim  aiding 

Jesus  every  want  supplies  : 
He  is  ever  near  and  precious, 

Heals  the  wounded,  cheers  the  faint ; 
Taste  and  see  how  good  and  gracious 

Jesus  is  to  every  saint. 

4  Then  in  childhood's  sunny  morning. 
Ere  the  heart  is  cold  and  hard, 
From  the  downward  pathway  turning, 

Mercy's  tender  call  regard : 
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IIATPY    VOICES. 

Era  the  love  of  sin  grows  stronger. 

Ere  the  sober  thoughts  depart, 
Ere  the  Spirit  strives  no  longer. 

Youthful  sinner,  yield  thy  heart. 


34.    The  Inquiry. 

1.  How  can  I  be  a  happy  child 

AVhere  waves  of  trouble  roll. 
And  drink  of  pleasures  undefiled 

That  satisfy  the  soul  ? 
For  all  within  and  all  around 

Ls  doomed  to  droop  and  die  ; 
Then  where  shall  happiness  be  found, 

And  who  the  want  supply  ? 

CHonrs. 

T  is  found  in  Jesus  :  yes,  '4  was  he 
With  blood  the  blessing  bought : 

T  was  dear  to  him,  't  is  free  to  me  ; 
It  costs  the  sinner  naught. 

2.  How  can  I  be  a  holy  child, 

And  shun  the  downward  road, 
Where  Satan  reigns  and  sin  has  spoiled 
The  noblest  work  of  God  ? 

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How  shall  I  tread  enchanted  ground, 
And  keep  my  garments  white  ; 

And  where  shall  conquering  grace  be  found, 
And  armor  for  the  fight  ? 

Choeus — 'T  is  found  in  Jesus,  etc. 

3.  How  can  I  be  a  useful  child, 

And  feel  for  others'  woes, 
And  make  the  desert  drear  and  wild 

To  blossom  as  the  rose  ? 
I  '11  pray  and  toil  and  do  my  part, 

And  ne'er  to  slumber  yield  ; 
But  where 's  the  strength  to  keep  my  her 

From  fainting  on  the  field  ?  a. 


85,    Just  as  I  Am, 

1.  Just  as  I  am — without  one  plea, 
But  that  thy  blood  was  shed  for  me, 
And  that  thou  bidst  me  come  to  thee, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come,  I  come ; 
Just  as  I  am — without  one  plea, 

But  that  thy  blood  was  shed  for  me. 

2.  Just  as  I  am — and  waiting  not 
To  rid  my  soul  of  one  dark  blot, 

To  thee,  wh(  se  blood  can  cleanse  each  spot 
0  Lamb  (  f  l  vod,  I  come,  I  come ! 
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Just  as  I  am— without  one  plea. 
But  that  thy  blood  was  shed  for  me. 

3.  Just  as  I  am — though  tossed  about 
With  many  a  conflict,  many  a  doubt. 
Fightings  within  and  fears  without. 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come,  I  come  ! 

Just  as  I  am,  etc. 

4.  Just  as  I  am — poor,  wretched,  blind ; 
Sight,  riches,  healing  of  the  mind, 
Yea.  all  I  need,  in  thee  to  find, 

O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come,  I  come ! 

5.  Just  as  I  am — thou  wilt  receive, 

Wilt  welcome,  pardon,  cleanse,  relieve ; 
Because  thy  promise  I  believe, 
0  Lamb  of  God,  I  come,  I  come ! 

6.  Just  as  I  am — thy  love  unknown 
Has  broken  every  barrier  down  ; 
Now  to  be  thine,  yea,  thine  alone, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come,  I  come ! 

C.  ELLIOTT. 

36.    The  Yoice  of  Jesus. 

1.  I  he.ved  the  voice  of  Jesus  say, 
"Come  unto  me  and  rest ; 
Lay  down,  thou  weary  one,  lay  down 
Thy  head  upon  my  breast. " 

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I  came  to  Jesus  as  I  was, 

Weary  and  worn  and  sad  ; 
I  found  in  him  a  resting-place, 

And  he  has  made  me  glad. 

2.  I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say, 

1 '  Behold,  I  freely  give 
The  living  water  ;  thirsty  one, 

Stoop  down,  and  drink,  and  live." 
I  came  to  Jesus,  and  I  drank 

Of  that  life-giving  stream  ; 
My  thirst  was  quenched,  my  soul  revived, 

And  now  I  live  in  him. 

3.  I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say, 

"lam  this  dark  world's  light ; 
Look  unto  me,  thy  morn  shall  rise, 

And  all  thy  day  be  bright." 
I  looked  to  Jesus,  and  I  found 

In  him  my  star,  my  sun  ; 
And  in  that  light  of  life  1 11  walk, 

Till  travelling  days  are  done.        bona*. 


87.    The  Heavenly  Father. 

1.  Soon  as  I  heard  my  Father  say, 
"Ye  children,  seek  my  grace," 
My  heart  replied  without  delay, 
'I'll  seek  my  Father's  face." 
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I  thy  face  be  hid  from  me, 
Nor  frown  my  boh]  v 
God  of  my  life,  I  fly  to  thee 
In  each  distressing   I 

Should  friends  and  kindred  near  and  deal 

Leave  me  to  want  or  die, 
My  God  will  make  my  life  his  care, 

And  all  my  need  supply. 
Wait  on  the  Lord,  ye  trembling  saints, 

And  keep  your  courage  up  ; 
He  '11  raise  your  spirit  when  it  faints, 

And  far  exceed  your  hope.  watts. 


3S.    Child  of  Grace. 

1.  How  happy  every  child  of  grace, 

Who  knows  his  sins  forgiven ! 
This  earth,  he  cries,  is  not  my  place, 

I  seek  my  place  in  heaven  : 
A  country  far  from  mortal  sight, 

Yet  Oh,  by  faith  I  see 
The  land  of  rest,  the  saints'  delight, 

The  heaven  prepared  for  me. 

2.  Oh  what  a  blessed  hope  is  ours ! 

While  here  on  earth  we  stay, 
We  more  than  taste  the  heavenly  power* 
And  antedate  that  day  : 

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We  feei  the  resurrection  near — 
Our  life  in  Christ  concealed — 

And  with  his  glorious  presence  here 
Our  earthen  vessels  filled. 

3.  Oh,  would  he  more  of  heaven  bestow ! 

And  when  the  vessels  break, 
Let  our  triumphant  spirits  go 

To  grasp  the  God  we  seek ; 
In  rapturous  awe  on  him  to  gaze, 

Who  bought  the  sight  for  me, 
And  shout  and  wonder  at  his  grace 

To  all  eternitv.  c.  wesley. 


39.    Christian  Soldier. 

1.  Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross, 

A  follower  of  the  Lamb, 
And  shall  I  fear  to  own  his  cause, 

Or  blush  to  speak  his  name 
Shall  I  be  carried  to  the  skies 

On  flowery  beds  of  ease, 
While  others  fought  to  win  the  prize, 

And  sailed  through  bloody  seas  ? 

2.  Are  there  no  foes  for  me  to  face  ? 

Must  I  not  stem  the  flood  ? 
Is  this  vain  world  a  friend  to  grace, 

To  help  me  on  to  God  ? 
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Sure  I  must  fight  if  I  would  reign  ; 

Increase  my  courage,  Lord ! 
I  '11  bear  the  toil,  endure  the  pain, 

Supported  by  thy  word. 

3.  Thy  saints,  in  all  this  glorious  war, 

Shall  conquer,  though  they  die  ; 
They  see  the  triumph  from  afar  ; 

By  faith  they  bring  it  nigh. 
When  that  illustrious  day  shall  rise, 

And  all  thy  armies  shine 
In  robes  of  victory  through  the  skies, 

The  glory  shall  be  thine.  watts, 


40.    Come  to  Jesus. 

1.  Come  to  Jesus,  come  to  Jesus, 

Come  to  Jesus  to-day  ; 
To-day  come  to  Jesus, 
Come  to  Jesus  to-day. 

2.  He  will  save  you.  he  will  save  you, 

He  will  save  you  to-day  ; 
To-day  he  will  save  you, 
He  will  save  you  to-day. 

3.  Don't  reject  him.  don't  reject  him, 

Don't  reject  him  to-day, 
To-day  don't  reject  him, 
Do  n't  reject  him  to-day. 

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4.  He  is  ready,  1  e  is  ready, 

He  is  ready  to-day  ; 
To-day  he  is  ready, 
He  is  ready  to-day. 

5.  Oh  believe  him,  Oh  believe  him, 

Oh  believe  him  to-day  ; 
To-day  Oh  believe  him, 
Oh  believe  him  to-day. 

6.  Do  not  tarry,  do  not  tarry, 

Do  not  tarry  to-day, 
To-day  do  not  tarry. 
Do  not  tarry  to-day. 

7.  Hallelujah,  hallelujah, 

Hallelujah.  Amen, 
Amen,  hallelujah, 
Hallelujah,  Amen. 
The  words  just  now  can  be  used  for  to-day. 


41.    Faith  in  Christ. 

1.  My  faith  looks  up  to  thee, 
Thou  Lamb  of  Calvary, 

Saviour  divine : 
Now  hear  me  while  I  pray, 
Take  all  my  guilt  away  ; 
Oh  let  me  from  this  day 

Fe  wholly  thine. 

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HAPPY   VOICES.  42 

2.  May  thy  rich  grace  impart 
Strength  to  my  fainting  heart, 

My  zeal  inspire : 
As  thou  hast  died  for  me, 
Oh  may  my  love  to  thee 
Pure,  warm,  and  changeless  be, 

A  living  fire. 

3.  While  life 's  dark  maze  I  tread, 
And  griefs  around  me  spread, 

Be  thou  my  guide  : 
Bid  darkness  turn  to  day, 
Wipe  sorrow's  tears  away, 
Nor  let  me  ever  stray 

From  thee  aside. 

4.  When  ends  life's  transient  dream, 
When  death's  cold,  sullen  stream 

Shall  o'er  me  roll, 
Blest  Saviour,  then  in  love 
Fear  and  distrust  remove  ; 
Oh  bear  me  safe  above, 

A  ransomed  souL  palmeb. 


42.    God  is  Love. 

Come,  let  us  all  unite  to  sing 

God  is  love ! 

Let  heaven  and  earth  their  praises  bring, 
God  is  love. 

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Let  every  soul  from  sin  awake. 
Each  in  his  heart  sweet  music  make, 
Aaid  sing  with  us;  for  Jesus'  sake, 
God  is  love. 

2.  Oh  tell  to  earth's  remotest  bounds, 

God  is  love ! 
In  Christ  we  have  redemption  found  ; 

God  is  love. 
His  blood  has  washed  our  sins  away. 
His  Spirit  turned  our  night  to  day  ; 
And  now  we  can  rejoice  to  say 

God  is  love. 

3.  How  happy  is  our  portion  here  ! 

God  is  love. 
His  promises  our  spirits  cheer  ; 

God  is  love. 
He  is  our  sun  and  shield  by  day. 
Our  help,  our  hope,  our  strength,  and  stay  ; 
He  will  be  with  us  all  the  way : 

God  is  love. 

4..  What  though  my  heart  and  flesh  should  fail ! 
God  is  love. 
Through  Christ  I  shall  o'er  death  prevail : 
God  is  love. 
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Ji  Jordan  swell  I  need  not  fear, 
My  Saviour  will  be  with  me  th<  I 
My  head  above  the  waves  to  bear  ; 
1  is  lOTfr! 

In  Zion  we  shall  - 

I  is  love. 
Yes,  this  shall  be  our  lofty  strain, 

God  is  love. 
While  endless  ages  roll  along. 
la  concert  with  the  heavenly  throng, 
This  shall  be  still  our  sweetest  song, 

God  is  lore- ! 


43.    Happy  Day. 

1.  Freseeved  by  thine  almighty  power, 
0  Lord,  our  Maker.  Saviour.  King. 
And  brought  to  see  this  happy  hour, 
We  come  thy  praises  here  to  sing. 

CHORES. 

Happy  day.  happy  day. 
Here  in  thy  courts  we  '11  gladly  stay, 
Vnd  at  thy  footstool  humbly  pray 
That  thou  wouldst  take  our  sins  away : 
Happy  day.  happy  day, 
When  Christ  shall  wash  our  sins  away. 

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2.  We  praise  thee  for  thy  constant  care. 

For  life  preserved,  for  mercies  given  ; 
Oh  may  we  still  those  mercies  share, 
And  taste  the  joys  of  sins  forgiven. 
Chorus — Happy  day,  happy  day,  et-e. 

3.  And  when  on  earth  our  days  are  done, 

Grant,  Lord,  that  we  at  length  may  join, 
Teachers  and  scholars  round  thy  throne, 
The  song  of  Moses  and  the  Lamb. 


44.    The  Young  Disciple, 

1.  Oh  happy  day,  that  fixed  my  choice 

On  thee,  my  Saviour  and  my  God  ; 
Well  may  this  glowing  heart  rejoice. 
And  tell  its  raptures  all  abroad. 

chorus. 
Happy  day,  happy  day. 
Here  in  thy  courts  we  '11  gladly  stay. 
And  at  thy  footstool  humbly  pray 
That  thou  wouldst  take  our  sins  away  : 
Happy  day,  happy  day. 
When  Christ  shall  wash  our  sins  away. 

2,  'T  is  done,  the  great  transaction 's  done, 

I  am  my  Lord's,  and  he  is  mine  : 
He  drew  me,  and  I  followed  on, 

Charmed  to  confess  the  voice  divine. 

Chorus — Happy  day.  happy  day.  etc, 
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i  heaven  that  heard  the  solemn  vow, 
:  vow  renewed  shall  daily  hear, 
Till  in  life's  latest  hour  I  bow, 
And  bless  in  death  a  bond  so  dear. 

DODDRIDGM. 

45.    Tlie  Good  Shepherd. 

1.  I  was  a  wandering  sheep, 

I  did  not  love  the  fold  ; 
I  did  not  love  my  Shepherd's  voice, 

I  would  not  be  controlled  ; 
I  was  a  wayward  child, 

I  did  not  love  my  home, 
I  did  not  love  my  Father's  voice. 

I  loved  afar  to  roam. 

%  The  Shepherd  sought  his  sheep. 
The  Father  sought  his  child ; 
They  followed  me  o'er  vale  and  hill. 

UV:  I      nd  wild : 

They  found  me  nigh  to  death, 

Famished  and  faint  and  lone  ; 
They  bound  me  with  the  bands  of  i 
1  the  wandering  one. 

3.  Jesus  my  Shepher d 

'T  was  he  that  loved  my  soul, 
'Twas  he  that  washed  me  in  his  blood, 
.s  he  that  made  me  whole  : 
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'T  was  lie  that  sought  the  lost, 
That  found  the  wandering  sheep  ; 

'T  was  he  that  broaght  me  to  the  fold ; 
'T  is  he  that  still  doth  keep. 

4.  No  more  a  wandering  sheep, 

I  love  to  be  controlled  ; 
I.  love  my  tender  Shepherd's  voice, 

I  love  the  peaceful  fold. 
No  more  a  wayward  child, 

I  seek  no  more  to  roam  ; 
I  love  my  heavenly  Fathei's  voice  ; 

I  love,  I  love  his  home.  bonai 


46.    Jesus  Erer  Near. 

1.  Dear  Jesus,  ever  at  my  side, 

How  loving  must  thou  be, 
To  leave  thy  home  in  heaven  to  save 
A  little  child  like  me. 

2.  Thy  beautiful  and  shining  face 

I  see  not,  though  so  near ; 
The  sweetness  of  thy  soft  low  voice 
I  am  too  deaf  too  hear. 

3.  But  I  have  felt  thee  in  my  thought, 

Fighting  with  sin  for  me  ; 
And  when  my  heart  loves  God,  I  know 

The  sweetness  is  from  thee. 
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4.  And  when,  dear  Saviour,  I  kneel  down, 

Mi  >rning  and  night,  to  prayer, 

Something  there  is  within  my  heart 

Which  tells  me  thou  art  there. 

5,  Y(  B,  when  I  pray,  thou  prayest  too  ; 

Thy  prayer  is  all  for  me  ; 
But  when  I  sleep,  thou  sleepest  not, 
But  watchest  patiently. 


47.    The  Shepherd's  Care. 

.  See,  the  kind  Shepherd.  Jesus,  stands, 
And  calls  his  sheep  by  name  ; 
Gathers  the  feeble  in  his  arms, 
And  feeds  each  tender  lamb. 

,  He  '11  lead  us  to  the  heavenly  streams 
"Where  living  waters  flow  ; 
And  guide  us  to  the  fruitful  fields 
"Where  trees  of  knowledge  grow. 

"When,  wandering  from  the  fold,  we  leave 
The  straight  and  narrow  way, 

Our  faithful  Shepherd  still  is  near, 
To  giude  us  when  we  stray. 

The  feeblest  lamb  amid  the  flock 
Shall  be  the  Shepherd's  care  ; 

While  folded  in  our  Saviour's  arms, 
"We  're  safe  from  every  snare. 

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48.    Song  of  Children. 

1.  Once  was  heard  the  song  of  children 

By  the  Saviour  when  on  earth, 
Joyful  in  the  sacred  temple 

Shouts  of  youthful  praise  had  birth, 

CHORUS. 

|| :  And  hosannas,  and  hosannas, 
Loud  to  David's  Son  broke  forth.  :|| 

2.  Palms  of  victory  strown  around  him, 

Garments  spread  beneath  his  feet, 
Prophet  of  the  Lord  they  crowned  him 
In  fair  Salem's  crowded  street, 

|| :  While  hosannas,  while  hosannas 
From  the  lips  of  children  greet.  :|| 

3.  Blessed  Saviour,  now  triumphant, 

Glorified  and  throned  on  high ! 
Mortal  lays  from  man  or  infant 
Vain  to  tell  thy  praise  may  try  ; 
|| -.But  hosannas,  but  hosannas 
Swell  the  chorus  of  the  sky.  :|| 

4.  God  o'er  all,  in  heaven  reigning, 

We  this  day  thy  glory  sing  ; 
Not  with  palms  thy  pathway  strewing — 

We  would  loftier  tribute  bring — 
||:Glad  hosannas,  glad  hosannas 

To  our  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King.  :|| 
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49.    The  Saviour's  Word. 

1.  How  firm  a  foundation, 

Ye  saints  of  the  Lord, 
Is  laid  for  your  faith 

In  his  excellent  word  : 
What  more  can  he  say 

Than  to  you  he  hath  said. 
Who  unto  the  Saviour 

For  refuge  have  fled. 

2.  Fear  not,  I  am  with  thee  ; 

Oh  be  not  dismayed, 
For  I  am  thy  God, 

And  will  still  give  thee  aid  : 
r  11  strengthen  thee,  help  thee, 

And  cause  thee  to  stand, 
Upheld  by  my  righteous 

Omnipotent  hand. 

3.  When  through  the  deep  waters 

I  call  thee  to  go, 
The  rivers  of  sorrow 

Shall  not  overflow  ; 
For  I  will  be  with  thee 

Thy  trials  to  bless. 
And  sanctify  to  thee 

Thy  deepest  distress. 

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4:.  The  soul  that  on  Jesus 

Hath  leaned  for  repose, 
I  will  not,  I  will  not 

Desert  to  his  foes  : 
That  soul,  though  all  hell 

Should  endeavor  to  shake, 
I'll  never — no,  never — 

No,  never  forsake.  k 


50.    Christ  our  Friend, 

1.  How  loving  is  Jesus 

Who  came  from  the  sky, 
In  tenderest  pity 

For  sinners  to  die  ; 
His  hands  and  his  feet 

Were  nailed  to  the  tree, 
And  all  this  he  suffered 

For  you  and  for  me. 

2.  How  precious  is  Jesus 

To  all  who  believe, 
And  out  of  his  fulness 

What  grace  they  receive  : 
When  weak  he  supports  them, 

When  erring  he  guides, 
And  every  thing  needful 

He  kindly  provides. 
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HAPPY    VOICES. 

3.  Oh  give  then  to  Jesus 

Your  earliest  d 
They  only  are  blessed 

Who  walk  in  his  ways  : 
In  life  and  in  death 

He  will  still  be  your  Friend, 
For  whom  Jesus  loveth, 

He  loves  to  the  end. 


51.    The  Rose  of  Sharon. 

1.  There  is  a  Eose  whose  beauties  grace 

The  garden  where  it  grows  ; 
In  lowly  hearts  it  finds  a  place. 
'T  is  Sharon's  lovely  Rose. 

CHORUS. 

Beautiful  Eose,  beautiful  Eose, 
|j:Rose  of  Sharon,  beautiful  Eose.  fl 

2.  Unchanged  by  time,  it  never  dies, 

Its  beauties  ne'er  depart ; 
And  not  a  thorn  this  Eose  supplies, 
To  pierce  its  home,  the  heart. 
Chorus — Beautiful  Eose.  etc. 

3.  Though  in  this  wilderness  forlorn 

This  lovely  Eose  is  found, 
Before  the  morning  stars  were  born 
It  bloomed  on  heavenly  ground. 
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4.  Its  fragrance  filled  the  heavenly  plains, 

And  all  the  sons  of  earth 
May  prove  the  virtues  it  contains. 
And  sing  its  wondrous  worth. 

5.  In  regions  parched  by  burning  heat, 

Or  chilled  by  polar  snows, 
The  Eose  of  Sharon  we  may  meet, 
For  Jesus  is  that  Eose.  a.  a.  g 


52.    The  Good  Ship  Zion. 

1.  We  are  homeward  bound 

To  the  land  of  light  and  love 
With  a  swelling  sail  we  onward  sweep ; 
Though  the  rude  winds  blow, 

There  is  One  who  rules  above, 
Who  will  guard  the  weary  sailor  on  the  deep. 

CHOEUS. 

In  the  good  ship  Zion 
We  are  tossing  on  the  tide, 
But  the  wild  dark  tempest  soon  shall  cease 
All  the  danger  over, 

She  will  safe  at  anchor  ride 
In  the  port  of  everlasting  peace. 

2.  Though  the  billows  rise, 

They  shall  never  overwhelm. 
Though  the  breakers  roar  upon  the  lee  ; 
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I  the  strife  we  '11  sing, 
For  we  've  Jesus  at  the  helm, 
Axd  he  Ui  E  od  ship  Zion  o'er  the  sea. 

Chobus— In  the  good  ship  Zion,  etc. 


3.  Though  for 

She  has  ploughed  the  stormy  main, 
She  's  the  stout  ship  Zion  as  of  yore  ; 
'mid  rocks  and  shoals 
And  the  fearful  hurricane, 
She  has  thousands  brought  to  Canaan's  happy 
shore. 

4.  Ho,  ye  youthful  souls. 

There  is  danger  in  your  path, 
he  chart  of  folly  you  're  misled  : 
There  are  rocks  beneath. 
And  above  a  storm  of  wrath. 
And  the  breakers  of  destruction  are  ahead. 

o.  We  are  homeward  bound  ; 

Wo  n't  you  join  our  happy  crew  ? 
Come  aboard,  poor  sinner,  while  you  may : 
To  the  eye  of  : 

There  'a  the  better  land  in  view  ; 
T  is  the  land  that  shines  with  never-ending  day 

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53.    The  Land  of  Canaan. 

1.  Come,  children,  let  us  sweetly  sing, 

We  are  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan  ; 
All  glory  give  to  Christ  our  King, 

We  are  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan  ; 
Oh,  Canaan  is  our  happy  home, 

We  are  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan. 
Oh,  Canaan,  bright  Canaan, 

We  are  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan. 

2.  Happy  are  all  good  children  here, 

They  are  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan  ; 
And  soon  they  '11  be  as  angels  are, 

They  are  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan  ; 
Oh,  Canaan  is  our  happy  home,  etc. 

:>.  Come  then  and  join  our  happy  band. 

We  are  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan ; 
To  ever  dwell  at  Christ's  right  hand, 

We  are  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan  ; 
Oh,  Canaan  is  our  happy  home,  etc. 

1.  Then  louder  still  our  songs  shall  rise, 
We  are  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan — 

When  we  are  far  beyond  the  skies  ; 
We  are  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan  ; 

Oh,  Canaan  is  our  happy  home,  etc. 
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o4.  Glory,  Glory,  Glory! 

1.  Happy  angels,  still  you  dwell 

In  yon  worlds  of  glory, 
And  in  joyous  anthems  swell 

Love's  redeeming  story. 
Shining  multitudes,  ye  came 

Our  Redeemer  to  proclaim  ; 
Still  your  song  is  just  the  same  : 

Glory,  glory,  glory! 

2.  Angels,  sing  again  with  man, 

Swell  our  strain  of  glory  ; 
Shout  with  us  the  wondrous  plan, 

Love's  redeeming  story ; 
Soon  our  stay  on  earth  shall  fail, 
Soon  shall  drop  the  mortal  veil ; 
Then  in  strains  like  yours  we  '11  hail, 

Glory,  glory,  glory! 

3.  Christ  our  Lord  the  theme,  the  song, 

Then  no  more  the  stranger 
Welcomed  by  the  shining  throng 

In  lone  Bethlehem's  manger  : 
Robed  in  peerless  majesty, 
Soon  our  eyes  t^e  Lord  shall  see  ; 
Then  we  '11  cry,    ■  'T  is  he,  't  is  he ! 

Glory,  glory,  glory!" 

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55.    Milennial  DaTrn. 

1.  Watchman,  tell  us  of  the  night, 

What  its  signs  of  promise  are. 
Traveller,  o'er  yon  mountain's  height 

See  that  glory-beaming  star. 
Watchman,  does  its  beauteous  ray 

Aught  of  hope  or  joy  foretell  ? 
Traveller,  yes,  it  brings  the  day, 

Promised  day  of  Israel. 

2.  Watchman,  tell  us  of  the  night, 

Higher  yet  that  star  ascends  ; 
Traveller,  blessedness  and  light, 

Peace  and  truth,  its  course  portends. 
Watchman,  will  its  beams  alone 

Gild  the  spot  that  gave  them  birth  ? 
Traveller,  ages  are  its  own  ; 

See,  it  bursts  o'er  all  the  earth. 

3.  Watchman,  tell  us  of  the  night, 

For  the  morning  seems  to  dawn. 
Traveller,  darkness  takes  its  flight, 

Doubt  and  terror  are  withdrawn. 
Watchman,  let  thy  wanderings  cease  ; 

Hie  thee  to  thy  quiet  home. 
Traveller,  lo,  the  Prince  of  peace, 

Lo,  the  Son  of  God  is  conie !     bo^ms* 

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56.    Christ  our  Refuge. 

1.  Jesus,  lover  of  my  soul, 

Let  me  to  thy  bosom  fly, 
While  the  billows  near  me  roll, 

While  the  tempest  still  is  high ; 
Hide  me,  0  m}T  Saviour,  hide, 

Till  the  storm  of  life  is  past ; 
Safe  into  the  haven  guide  ; 

Oh  receive  my  soul  at  last. 

2.  Other  refuge  have  I  none  ; 

Hangs  my  helpless  soul  on  thee  ; 
Leave,  ah,  leave  me  not  alone, 

Still  support  and  comfort  me  : 
All  my  trust  on  thee  is  stayed, 

All  my  help  from  thee  I  bring  ; 
Cover  my  defenceless  head 

With  the  shadow  of  thy  wing. 

1.  Thou,  0  Christ,  art  all  I  want ; 

More  than  all  in  thee  I  find  : 
Raise  the  fallen,  cheer  the  faint. 

Heal  the  sick,  and  lead  the  blind. 
Just  and  holy  is  thy  name, 

I  am  all  unrighteousness  ; 
Vile  and  full  of  sin  I  am, 

Thou  art  full  of  truth  and  grace. 

WESLEY. 

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57.    Value  of  the  Bible. 

1.  Holy  Bible,  book  divine, 
Precious  treasure,  thou  art  mine ! 
Mine  to  tell  me  whence  I  came, 
Mine  to  teach  me  what  I  am  ; 
Mine  to  chide  me  when  I  rove, 
Mine  to  show  a  Saviour's  love  ; 
Mine  thou  art  to  guide  my  feet ; 
Mine  to  judge,  condemn,  acquit ; 

2.  Mine  to  comfort  in  distress, 
If  the  Holy  Spirit  bless  ; 
Mine  to  show,  by  living  faith, 
Man  can  triumph  over  death  ; 
Mine  to  tell  of  joys  to  come, 
And  the  rebel  sinner's  doom  : 
Oh  thou  precious  book  divine, 
Precious  treasure,  thou  art  mine ! 


58.    Pilgrim's  Song. 

1.  Children  of  the  heavenly  King, 
As  ye  journey,  sweetly  sing  : 
Sing  your  Saviour's  worthy  praise, 
Glorious  in  his  works  and  ways. 
Ye  are  travelling  home  to  God 
In  the  way  the  fathers  trod  : 
They  are  happy  now,  and  ye 
Soon  their  happiness  shall  see. 

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,  Shout,  ye  little  flock  and  blest ; 
You  on  Jesus'  throne  shall  rest : 
Tiiere  your  seat  is  now  prepared — 
There  your  kingdom  and  reward. 
Lord,  submissive  make  us  go, 
Gladly  leaving  all  below  : 
Only  thou  our  leader  be, 
And  we  still  will  follow  thee,     cmtaacK 


59.    Songs  of  Praise. 

1.  Songs  of  praise  the  angels  sang, 
Heaven  with  hallelujahs  rang, 
"When  Jehovah's  work  begun, 
When  he  spake  and  it  was  done. 
Songs  of  praise  awoke  the  morn 
When  the  Prince  of  peace  was  born  ; 
Songs  of  praise  arose  when  he 
Captive  led  captivity. 

2.  Heaven  and  earth  must  pass  away ; 
Songs  of  praise  shall  crown  that  day  : 
God  will  make  new  heavens  and  earth, 
Songs  of  praise  shall  hail  their  birth. 
And  shall  man  alone  be  dumb 

Till  that  glorious  kingdom  come  ? 
So.  the  church  delights  to  raise 
Psalms  and  hymns  and  songs  of  praise. 

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3.  Saints  below,  with  heart  and  voice, 
Still  in  songs  of  praise  rejoice  ; 
Learning  here,  by  faith  and  love, 
Songs  of  praise  to  sing  above. 
Borne  npon  their  latest  breath, 
Songs  of  praise  shall  conquer  death  ; 
Then,  amid  eternal  joy, 
Songs  of  praise  their  powers  employ. 

MOKTGOMEEX 

GO.    The  Good  Shepherd. 

1.  Once  I  wandered  on  the  mountain, 

In  the  paths  by  sinners  trod, 
Heeded  not  the  flowing  fountain, 

Trifled  with  atoning  blood  ; 
But  the  Shepherd  kindly  sought  me, 

Guilty,  wretched,  and  unclean, 
Pardoned  all  my  sin,  and  brought  mo 

To  his  pastures  fresh  and  green. 

2.  In  this  vale  of  tears  and  sadness, 

He  *s  my  Shepherd,  ever  near, 
Turning  all  my  grief  to  gladness, 

"When  on  him  I  cast  my  care. 
Though  a  father  may  forsake  me, 

And  a  mother  sink  to  rest, 
Tender  Shepherd,  he  will  take  me, 

Pierced  by  sorrow,  to  his  breast. 
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3.  Strong  temptations  may  beset  me, 

Snares  my  pathway  may  bestrew 
But  he  never  will  forget  me. 

He  will  guard  and  guide  me  too. 
He  observes  each  poor  endeavor 

To  escape  from  sin's  control. 
And  the  sunshine  of  his  favor 

Cheers  my  fainting,  struggling  soul. 

4.  When  the  shades  of  death  o'erspread  me, 

And  the  streams  of  life  congeal, 
Faithful  Shepherd,  do  thou  lead  me 

Safely  through  the  silent  vale  : 
When  I  lay  aside  the  mortal, 

Immortality  to  prove, 
Bear  me  through  the  heavenly  | 

Place  me  in  thy  fold  above.  a  a.  a 


61.    Sweetly  Sing-. 

1.  Sweetly  sing,  sweetly  sing 
Praises  to  our  heavenly  King  ; 
Let  us  raise,  let  us  raise 
High  our  notes  of  praise  ; 
Praise  to  Him  whose  name  is  Love, 
Praise  to  Him  who  reigns  above  ; 
Raise  your  songs,  raise  your  songs, 
Now  with  thankful  tongues. 

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2.  Angels  bright,  angels  bright, 

Robed  in  garments  pure  and  white, 
Chant  his  praise,  chant  his  praise, 
In  melodious  lays. 
But  from  that  bright,  happy  throng 
Ne'er  can  come  this  sweetest  song, 
"Redeeming  love,  redeeming  love 
Brought  us  here  above." 


3.  Far  away,  far  away, 

We  in  sin's  dark  valley  lay  ; 

Jesus  came,  Jesus  came, 

Blessed  be  his  name  ! 

He  redeemed  us  by  his  grace, 

Then  prepared  in  heaven  a  place 

To  receive,  to  receive 

All  who  will,  believe. 

4.  Now  we  know,  now  we  know 
We  from  earth  must  shortly  go  ; 
Soon  the  call,  soon  the  call 
Comes  to  one  and  all. 

Saviour,  when  our  time  shall  come, 
Take  us  to  our  heavenly  home  ; 
There  we  '11  raise  notes  of  praise, 
Through  unending  days. 

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62.    Let  us  ivith  a  Joyful  Mind. 

1.  Let  us  with  a  joyful  mind 
Praise  the  Lord,  for  he  is  kind, 
For  his  mercies  shall  endure, 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 

2.  Children,  come,  extol  his  might, 
Join  with  saints  and  angels  bright ; 
For  his  mercies  shall  endure, 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 

3.  All  our  wants  he  doth  supply, 
Loves  to  hear  our  humble  cry  ; 
For  his  mercies  shall  endure, 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 

4.  He  of  old  our  fathers  blessed, 
Led  them  to  the  land  of  rest ; 
For  his  mercies  shall  endure, 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 

6.  His  own  Son  he  sent  to  die, 
Us  to  raise  to  joys  on  high  ; 
For  his  mercies  shall  endure, 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 

6.  Let  us  then  with  gladsome  mind, 
Praise  the  Lord,  for  he  is  kind  ; 
For  his  mercies  shall  endure, 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 

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63.    Birth  of  the  Saviour. 

1.  Hark,  the  herald  angels  sing, 
"  Glory  to  the  new-born  King ! 
Peace  on  earth  and  mercy  mild, 
God  and  sinners  reconciled. " 

2.  Joyful,  all  ye  nations  rise, 
Join  the  triumph  of  the  skies  ; 
With  the  angelic  host  proclaim, 
"Christ  is  born  in  Bethlehem." 

3.  Veiled  in  flesh  the  Godhead  see, 
Hail  the  incarnate  Deity  ; 

Pleased  as  man  with  men  t'  appear — 
Jesus  our  Emmanuel  here. 

4.  Hail  the  heaven-born  Prince  of  peace  ; 
Hail  the  Sun  of  righteousness ! 
Light  and  life  to  all  he  brings, 
Bisen  with  healing  in  his  wings. 

5.  Mild  he  lays  his  glory  by — 
Born,  that  man  no  more  may  die  • 
Born  to  raise  the  sons  of  earth  ; 
Born  to  give  them  second  birth. 

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64.    Jubilee  of  the  TVorld. 

1    IIaek  the  song  of  jubilee ! 

Loud  as  mighty  thunders  roar, 

Or  the  fulness  of  the  sea 
"When  it  breaks  upon  the  shore  : 

2.  Hallelujah!   for  the  Lord 

God  omnipotent  shall  reign  ; 
Hallelujah!  let  the  word 

Echo  round  the  earth  and  main. 

3.  See  Jehovah's  banner  furled, 

Sheathed  his  sword :  he  speaks :  'tis  done  j 
And  the  kingdoms  of  this  world 
Are  the  kingdoms  of  his  Soil 

L  He  shall  reign  from  pole  to  pole 
With  illimitable  sway : 

He  shall  reign,  when,  like  a  scroll, 
Yonder  heavens  have  passed  away. 

5.  Then  the  end  :  beneath  his  rod 
Man's  last  enemy  shall  fall ; 
Hallelujah !  Christ  in  God, 
God  in  Christ,  is  all  in  all 

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65.    Of  Such  is  the  Kingdom. 

1.  Round  the  throne  in  glory 

Happy  children  throng, 
And  redemption's  story 

Wakes  the  harp  and  song. 
On  the  verdant  mountain, 

By  the  shining  stream, 
Or  the  living  fountain, 

Jesus  is  their  theme. 

CHORUS. 

Glory  to  the  Lamb, 
Praise  him  and  adore  ; 

Glory  to  the  Lamb 
For  evermore. 

2.  Eobes  of  snowy  whiteness. 

Beautiful  and  rare  ; 
Crowns  of  radiant  brightness, 

Such  those  children  wear  : 
Safe  from  death's  bereavement, 

Sorrow  and  the  grave, 
Free  from  sin's  enslavement 

Victory's  palm  they  wave. 
Chorus— Glory  to  the  Lanib,  eta 

3.  Now  the  skilful  fingers 

Sweep  the  golden  lyre  ; 
Not  a  harper  lingers 
In  that  ransomed  choir  ; 
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blending 
With  the  tuneful  string, 
X    the  throne  ascend  in  c, 

ie  the  heavenly  King. 

i.  Children  now  sojourning 
In  a  world  of  sin, 

.  your  follies  turning, 
Lve  to  enter  in  : 
L  *  •    ai  young  affections 
Rou:.  ^      .  'ur  twine  ; 

'mid  Leaven's  attractions 
You  shall  sing  and  shine.  ^  a.  a. 


M.    Fount. 

1.  Come,  thou  Fount  of  every  blessing, 

Tune  my  heart  to  sing  thy  grace  ; 
ms  of  mercy  never  ceasing, 
for  songs  of  loudest  praise  : 
Teach  me  some  melodious  sonnet, 
Sung  by  flaming  tongues  above  ; 

se  the  mount — I  'm  fixed  upon  it- 
Mount  of  God's  unchanging  love. 

2.  Here  I  raise  my  Ebenezer  ; 

Hither  by  thy  help  I  'm  come  ; 
And  I  hope,  by  thy  good  pleasure, 
Safely  to  arrive  at  home. 

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Jesus  sought  me  when  a  stranger, 
Wandering  from  the  fold  of  God ; 

He  to  rescue  me  from  danger, 
Interposed  his  precious  blood. 

S.  Oh  to  grace  how  great  a  debtor 

Daily  I  'm  constrained  to  be ! 
Let  that  grace  now,  like  a  fetter, 

Bind  my  wandering  soul  to  thee  : 
Prone  to  wander.  Lord.  I  feel  it — 

Prone  to  leave  the  God  I  love  ; 
Here 's  my  heart — Oh  take  and  seal  it. 

Seal  it  from  thy  courts  above. 


67.    Friend  Ever  Near, 

1.  One  there  is  above  all  others 

Well  deserves  the  name  of  Friend  ; 
His  is  love  beyond  a  brother's, 

Costly,  free,  and  knows  no  end. 
Which  of  all  our  friends,  to  save  us, 

Could  or  would  have  shed  his  blood ! 
But  our  Jesus  died  to  have  us 

Beconciled  in  him  to  God. 

2.  When  he  lived  on  earth  abased, 

"  Friend  of  sinners  "  was  his  name  ; 
Now,  above  all  glory  raised, 

He  rejoices  in  the  same. 
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Oh  for  grace  our  hearts  to  soften ! 

Teach  us,  Lord,  at  length  to  love. 
We,  alas,  forget  too  often 

What  a  Friend  we  have  above. 

NETVTOH. 


68.    Sinners  Entreated. 

1.  Sihnkbs,  will  you  scorn  the  message 

Sent  in  mercy  from  above  ? 
Every  sentence,  Oh  how  tender ! 
Every  line  is  full  of  love  : 

Listen  to  it ; 
Every  line  is  full  of  love. 

2.  Hear  the  heralds  of  the  gospel 

News  from  Zion's  King  proclaim, 
To  each  rebel  sinner,  ■ '  Pardon, 
Free  forgiveness  in  his  name  :" 

How  important ! 
Free  forgiveness  in  his  name  ! 

3.  Oh,  ye  angels  hovering  round  us, 

Waiting  spirits,  speed  your  way, 
Hasten  to  the  court  of  heaven, 
Tidiugs  bear  without  delay : 

Kebel  sinners 
Glad  the  message  will  obey.         *» 
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C9.    Pilgrim's  Guide. 

1.  Guide  me,  0  thou  great  Jehovah, 

Pilgrim  through  this  barren  land  ; 
I  am  weak,  but  thou  art  mighty, 
Hold  me  with  thy  powerful  htfh&  ; 

Bread  of  heaven, 
Feed  me  till  I  want  no  more. 

2.  Open,  Lord,  the  crystal  fountain 

"Whence  the  healing  streams  do  flow  ; 
Let  the  fiery,  cloudy  pillar, 

Lead  me  all  my  journey  through  ; 

Strong  Deliverer, 
Be  thou  still  my  strength  and  shield. 

3.  "When  I  tread  the  verge  of  Jordan, 

Bid  my  anxious  fears  subside  ; 
Death  of  death,  and  hell's  destruction, 
Land  me  safe  on  Canaan's  side  : 

Songs  of  praises 
I  will  ever  give  to  thee.  EOBrssoa 


70.    Children's  Voices. 

1.  Oh,  childhood's  happy  voice,  birdlike  ml 
sweet, 
What  can  so  cheer  us  at  home  when  we  meet, 
Loving  and  worshipping  at  Jesus'  feet. 
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'2.  Children's  hosannas  were  sweet  to  his  ear, 
Who,  uow  enthroned  above,  still  bends  to  hear 
Songs  and  hosannas  from  little  ones  here. 

3.  Lo,  where  their  Sabbath-school  melodies  ring, 
Listening  and  hovering  on  viewless  wing, 
Angels  beholding  the  face  of  their  King. 

4.  Saviour,  blest  Saviour,  prepare  by  thy  love 
All  the  dear  children  to  praise  thee  above, 
Warbling  for  ever  in  heaven's  happy  grove, 

6.  Let  us  on  earth  begin  heaven's  long  employ, 
Soothing  the  sorrows  our  souls  that  annoy, 
Singing  each  day  with  an  ever  new  joy. 


<1.    Lore  for  Jesus. 

1.  Jesus,  how  can  I  but  love  thee, 
Jesus,  so  loving  and  mild! 
How  can  thy  cross  fail  to  move  me  ? 
There  didst  thou  die  for  a  child. 


Love  of  the  heart,  praise  of  the  tongue. 
Jesus  my  Saviour  deserves  from  the  young  ; 
Jesus  my  Saviour  deserves  from  the  young. 

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2.  There  in  the  day  of  thy  anguish, 

Mocked  by  the  guilty  around, 
There  didst  thou  suffer  and  languish, 
.Bleeding  from  many  a  wound. 
Choeus — Love  of  the  heart,  etc. 

3.  Where  are  the  friends  that  clung  to  thee  ? 

Thee  they  would  never  disown ! 

Now  from  a  distance  they  view  thee 

Treading  the  wine-press  alone. 

4.  Help  me,  my  Saviour,  to  love  thee, 
Though  thy  dear  name  is  reviled ; 
Then  at  thy  bar  I  shall  prove  thee 
Saviour  and  friend  of  thy  child. 

5.  In  that  dear  cross  would  I  glory 

"Which  the  proud  world  may  despise, 
And  let  the  wonderful  story 

Tune  my  sweet  harp  in  the  skies. 

jl  a.  a 


72.    We  Won't  Give  Up  the  Bible. 

1.  We  wo  n't  give  up  the  Bible, 
God's  holy  book  of  truth, 

The  blessed  staff  of  hoary  age, 
The  guide  of  early  youth, 

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The  lamp  which  sheds  a  glorious  light 

O'er  every  dreary  road, 
The  voice  which  speaks  a  Saviour's  lo\e, 

And  leads  us  home  to  God. 

CHORUS. 

We  wo  n't  give  up  the  Bible, 

God's  holy  book  of  truth, 
The  blessed  staff  of  hoary  age, 

jj:The  guide  of  early  youth.  :|| 

,  Wfc  wo  n't  give  up  the  Bible, 
For  it  alone  can  tell 
The  way  to  save  our  ruined  souls 

From  perishing  in  hell. 
And  it  alone  can  tell  us  how 

We  can  have  hopes  of  heaven, 
That  through  the  Saviour's  precious  blood 
Our  sins  may  be  forgiven. 
Chorus — We  wo  n't  give  up,  ete. 

,  We  wo  n't  give  up  the  Bible, 
We  '11  shout  it  for  and  wide, 
Until  the  echo  shall  be  heard 

Beyond  the  rolling  tide  ; 
Till  all  shall  know  that  we,  though  young, 

Withstand  each  treacherous  art, 
And  that  from  God's  own  sacred  word 
We  11  never,  never  part. 

85 


3  HYMNS    OF 

73.    The  Pearl  that  Worldlings  Covet* 

1.  The  pearl  that  worldlings  covet 

Is  not  the  pearl  for  ine  ; 
Its  beauty  fades  as  quickly 
As  sunshine  on  the  sea. 
But  there 's  a  pearl  sought  by  the  wise, 
'T  is  called  the  pearl  of  greatest  price, 
Though  few  its  value  see  ; 
Oh.  that  !s  the  pearl  for  me ! 
Oh,  that  \s  the  pearl  for  me ! 

2.  The  crown  that  decks  the  monarch 

Is  not  the  crown  for  me  ; 
It  dazzles  but  a  moment, 
Its  brightness  soon  will  flee. 
But  there  's  a  crown  prepared  above 
For  all  who  walk  in  humble  love  ; 
For  ever  bright  't  will  be  : 
|  :Oh.  that 's  the  crown  for  me!  :\\ 

3.  The  road  that  many  travel 

Is  not  the  road  for  me  ; 
It  leads  to  death  and  sorrow. 
In  it  I  would  not  be. 
But  there  's  a  road  that  leads  to  God. 
'T  is  marked  by  Christ's  most  precious  blood, 
The  passage  here  is  free  : 
|j:Oh,  that 's  the  road  for  me !  :|| 
86 


HATTY    VOICES.  74 

4.  The  hope  that  sinners  cherish 
Is  not  the  hope  for  me  ; 
Most  surely  will  they  perish, 
Unless  from  sin  made  free  : 
* . .  t  there 's  a  hope  which  rests  in  God, 
And  leads  the  soul  to  keep  his  word 
And  sinful  pleasures  flee  : 
|j:Oh,  that's  the  hope  for  me! :|| 


74.    Have  Courage  to  do  Right. 

1.  If  you  would  find  salvation, 

And  taste  its  joys  below, 
Do  n't  parley  with  temptation, 
But  promptly  answer.  X o ! 

CHOKUS. 

Have  courage  to  do  right, 

Have  courage  to  do  right ; 

The  world  may  sneer,  but  never  fear; 

Have  courage  to  do  right. 

2.  If  lured  by  sinful  pleasure, 

Look  upward  and  resist ; 
For  sorrow  without  measure 
Shall  rend  the  guilty  breast. 
Chorus — Have  courage,  etc. 
87 


75  HYMNS    OF 

3.  If  sinners  should  revile  yon, 

AVith  patience  bear  the  cross  ; 
Their  aim  is  to  defile  yon, 
And  glory  in  your  loss. 

4.  The  world  will  strive  to  charm  yon, 

And  Satan  hurl  the  dart ; 
But  who  or  what  can  harm  you 
While  Jesus  guards  the  heart  ? 

5.  Stand  up  then  for  the  truthful, 

Stand  up  then  for  the  pure  ; 
Let  courage  nerve  the  youthful 
The  conflict  to  endure.  a.  a. 


75.    The  Sunday-School  Anny. 

1.  Oh.  do  not  be  discouraged, 

For  Jesus  is  your  friend  ; 
Oh,  do  not  be  discouraged, 

For  Jesus  is  your  Mend. 
He  will  give  you  grace  to  conquer, 
He  will  give  you  grace  to  conquer, 

And  keep  you  to  the  end. 

CHOKUS. 

I  'm  glad  I  'm  in  this  army, 
||:Yes,  I'm  glad  I'm  in  this  army  :|| 
And  I  '11  battle  for  the  school. 
He  will  give  yon  grace  to  conquer,  etc. 
88 


HAPPY    VOICES.  76 

2.  Fight  on.  ye  little  soldiers, 

The  battle  you  shall  win  ; 
Fi^ht  on.  ye  little  soldiers, 

The  battle  you  shall  win  ; 
For  the  Saviour  is  your  Captain, 
For  the  Saviour  is  your  Captain, 

And  he  has  vanquished  sin. 
Chop.us — I  'm  glad  I  'in  in,  etc 

3.  And  when  the  conflict 's  over, 

Before  him  you  shall  stand  ; 
And  when  the  conflict 's  over, 

Before  him  you  shall  stand  ; 
You  shall  sing  his  praise  for  ever, 
You  shall  sing  his  praise  for  ever, 

In  Canaan's  happy  land. 


76.    Always  Speak  the  Truth, 

1.  Be  the  matter  what  it  may, 
Always  speak  the  truth  ; 
Whether  work,  or  whether  play, 

Always  speak  the  truth. 
Never  from  this  rule  depart, 
Grave  it  deeply  on  your  heart ; 
Written  't  is  in  Virtue's  chart : 
Always  speak  the  truth. 

89 


7G  HYMNS    OF 

2.  There 's  a  charm  in  verity — ■ 
Always  speak  the  truth  ; 
But  there 's  meanness  in  a  lie — 

Always  speak  the  truth. 
He  is  but  a  coward  slave 
Who,  a  present  pain  to  waive, 
Stoops  to  falsehood  :  then  be  brave, 
Always  speak  the  truth. 

3  Falsehood  seldom  stands  alone — 
Always  speak  the  truth  ; 
One  begets  another  one — 
Always  speak  the  truth. 
Falsehood  all  the  soul  degrades, 
'Tis  a  sin  which  often  breeds 
Greater  sins  and  darker  deeds  ; 
Always  speak  the  truth. 

4.  When  you  're  wrong  the  folly  own  ; 
Always  speak  the  truth  ; 
Here 's  a  victory  to  be  won  ; 

Always  speak  the  truth. 
He  who  speaks  with  lying  tongue 
Adds  to  wrong  a  greater  wrong  ; 
Then  with  courage  true  and  strong 
Always  speak  the  truth. 

a.  a.  a 


HAPPY    VOICES.  77,  7,v 

7  7.     Sing-  His  Praise. 

1.  Would  you  be  as  angels  are  ? 

SiiiLT.  Oh  sing  his  praise  ; 
Would  you  banish  every  care? 

Sing,  Oh  sing  his  praise  ; 
Like  the  lark  upon  the  wing, 
Like  the  warbling  bird  of  spring, 
Like  the  crystal  spheres  that  ring, 

Sing,  Oh  sing  his  praise. 

2.  If  the  world  upon  you  frown, 

Sing.  Oh  sing  his  praise  ; 
If  you  're  left  to  sing  alone, 

Sing,  Oh  sing  his  praise  ; 
If  sad  trials  come  to  you, 
As  to  every  one  they  do, 
For  that  they  are  blessings  too, 

Sing.  Oh  sing  his  praise. 


78.    Expostulation. 

1.  Oh  turn  ye.  Oh  turn  ye.  for  why  ^v 111  ye  die  ? 
Since  God  in  great  mercy  is  coming  so  nigh, 
Since  Jesus  invites  you.  the  Spirit  says, Come, 
And  angels  are  waiting  to  welcome  you  home. 

*  91 


79  HYMNS    OF 

2.  How  vain  the  delusion  that,  while  you  delay, 
Your  hearts  may  grow  better,  your  chains 

melt  away : 
Come  wretched,  come  guilty,  come  just  as 

you  are  ; 
All  helpless  and  dying,  to  Jesus  repair. 

3.  The  contrite  in  heart  he  will  freely  receive  ; 
Oh  why  will  you  not  the  glad  message  believe  ? 
If  sin  be  your  burden,  Oh,  will  you  not  come  ? 
'T  is  he  makes  you  welcome  ;   he  bids  you 

come  home. 


79.    To-Day. 

1.  To-day  the  Saviour  calls  : 

Ye  wanderers,  come  : 
Oh,  ye  benighted  souls, 
Why  longer  roam  ? 

2.  To-day  the  Saviour  calls  : 

For  refuge  fly  ; 
The  storm  of  vengeance  falls, 
Euin  is  nigh. 

3.  To-day  the  Saviour  calls  ; 

Oh  listen  now : 
Within  these  sacred  walls 
To  Jesus  bow 


92 


SAPPY  vol'  80,  81 

4.  The  Spirit  calls  to-day  ; 
Yield  to  his  power  ; 
Oh  grieve  him  not  away, 
'X  is  mercy's  hour. 


80.    Cross  and  Crown. 

1 .  Must  Jesus  bear  his  cross  alone. 

And  all  the  world  go  free  ? 
No,  there 's  a  cross  for  every  one, 
And  the  re  's  a  cross  for  me. 

2.  How  happy  are  the  saints  above, 

Who  once  went  sorrowing  here  , 
But  now  they  taste  unmingled  love, 
And  joy  without  a  tear. 

3.  The  consecrated  cross  I  'U  bear 

Till  death  shall  set  me  free, 
And  then  go  home  my  crown  to  wear, 
For  there 's  a  crown  for  me.  allek 


81.    Gratefal  Lore  to  Christ. 

Alas,  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed, 
And  did  my  Sovereign  die  ? 

Would  he  devote  that  sacred  head 
For  such  a  worm  as  I ! 

93 


82  HYMNS    OF 

2.  Was  it  for  crimes  that  I  had  done 

He  groaned  upon  the  tree  ? 

Amazing  pity,  grace  unknown, 

And  love  beyond  degree  ! 

3.  Well  might  the  sun  in  darkness  hide, 

And  shut  his  glories  in, 
When  Christ  the  mighty  Saviour  died 
For  man  the  rebel's  sin. 

4.  Thus  might  I  hide  my  blushing  fuce 

While  his  dear  cross  appears, 

Dissolve  my  heart  in  thankfuk- 

And  melt  mine  eyes  in  tears. 

o.  But  drops  of  grief  can  ne'er  repay 
The  debt  of  love  I  owe  ; 
Here,  Lord.  I  give  myself  away, 

:T  is  all  that  I  can  do.  vtat« 


82.    Christ  our  Refuse. 

1.  The  Saviour !     Oh  what  endless  charms 

Dwell  in  the  blissful  sound ! 
Its  influence  every  fear  disarms, 
And  spreads  sweet  comfort  round. 

2.  Oh  the  rich  depths  of  love  divine ! 

Of  bliss  a  boundless  store  ! 
Dear  Saviour,  let  me  call  thee  mine ; 

I  cannot  wish  for  more. 
94 


HAPPY   VOICES.  83 

On  thee  alone  my  hope  relies, 

Beneath  thy  cross  I  full — 
My  Lord,  my  Life,  my  Sacrifice, 

My  Saviour  and  my  All. 


S3.    Brotherly  Lore. 

1.  How  sweet,  how  heavenly  is  the  sight, 

When  those  who  love  the  Lord 
In  one  another's  peace  delight, 
And  thus  fulfil  his  word. 

2.  When  each  can  feel  his  brother's  sigh, 

And  with  him  bear  a  part ; 
When  sorrow  flows  from  eye  to  eye, 
And  joy  from  heart  to  heart. 

0.  When,  free  from  envy,  scorn,  and  pride, 
Our  wishes  all  above, 
Each  can  his  brother's  failings  hide, 
And  show  a  brother's  love. 

4   Let  love,  in  one  delightful  stream, 
Through  every  bosom  flow  ; 
And  union  sweet  and  dear  esteem 
In  every  action  glow. 

5.  Love  is  the  golden  chain,  that  binds 
The  happy  souls  above  ; 
And  he 's  an  heir  of  heaven,  who  finds 
His  bosom  glow  with  love.  swain 

95 


84  HYMNS    OF 

84.    The  Pasture. 

1.  Faithful  Shepherd,  meek  and  mild, 
To  thy  pastures  lead  a  child, 
Where  the  tender  verdure  grows, 
Where  the  peaceful  streamlet  flows, 
Where  thy  flock,  from  danger  free, 
Hear  thy  voice,  and  follow  thee. 

2.  There,  beneath  thy  watchful  eye, 
They  are  safe,  though  danger 's  nigh. ; 
There,  enfolded  in  thy  arms, 

They  can  smile  at  rude  alarms ; 
Though  a  host  their  way  oppose, 
Thou  wilt  save  them  from  their  foes, 

3.  When  the  vale  of  grief  they  tread, 
Thou  dost  mark  the  tears  they  shed  . 
By  their  side  in  pity  stand, 

Dry  the  tear  with  tender  hand ; 
Gently  quell  the  rising  fear, 
Make  it  sweet  to  suffer  there. 

i.  Faithful  Shepherd,  meek  and  mild, 
To  thy  pastures  lead  a  child ; 
Weak  and  helpless,  Lord,  I  am, 
Gather  in  a  wandering  lamb  ; 
Lest  from  thee  I  further  stray, 
Take  me  to  thy  fold,  I  pray. 
96 


HArPY   VOICES.  So,  86 

85.    Pilgrim's  Song. 

1.  J>lessed  are  the  sons  of  God  ; 
They  are  bought  with  Jesus'  blood, 
They  are  ransomed  from  the  grave  ; 
Life  eternal  they  shall  have  : 
With  them  numbered  may  we  be, 
Here  and  in  eternity. 

2.  They  are  justified  by  grace, 
They  enjoy  the  Saviour's  peace  : 
All  their  sins  are  washed  away ; 

shall  stand  in  God's  great  day : 
With  them  numbered  may  we  be, 
Here  and  in  eternity. 

3.  They  are  lights  upon  the  earth, 
Children  of  a  heavenly  birth  ; 
One  with  God,  with  Jesus  one  ; 
Glory  is  in  them  begun  : 

With  them  numbered  may  we  be, 

Here  and  in  eternity.  Huvrmon 


88.    The  Conflict. 

1.  Oh  why  do  I  find  it  so  hard  to  do  right  ? 
The  good  are  the  happy,  I  know  ; 
And  why  should  I  ever  in  sin  take  delight, 
When  sin  is  the  parent  of  woe  ? 

7  07 


8C)  HYMNS    OF 

I  vanity  love,  and  I  folly  pursue, 

I  yield  me  to  passion's  control, 
My  wishes  are  faint  and  my  struggles  p.re  few 

For  that  which  can  solace  the  soul. 

2.  I  never  did  wrong  but  a  something  within 

Admonished  and  blamed  me  the  while  ; 
I  never  did  right  but  that  something  again 

Approved  and  allured  by  its  smile. 
I  'm  not  in  a  region  of  heathenish  night, 

Then  why  to  the  sinful  belong  ? 
I  know  it  is  better  by  far  to  do  right, 

Then  why  do  I  follow  the  wrong  ? 

3.  I  dwell  in  the  midst  of  pollution  and  crime, 

And  all  is  disorder  within  ; 
I  'm  lured  by  the  glittering  baubles  of  time, 

A  captive  to  Satan  and  sin. 
Thus  helpless  and  hopeless,  dear  Saviour,  I  erj 

For  purity,  pardon,  and  peace  ; 
Oh  let  me  no  more  in  captivity  lie, 

But  grant  me  a  happy  release. 

L  I  question  no  longer  thy  power  to  redeem. 
My  soul  on  thy  merit  depends  ; 
I  see  in  the  cross,  with  its  red  flowing  stream, 
The  fountain  to  save  and  to  cleanse : 


happy  voices.  m 

Renewed  by  thy  grace,  I  will  walk  in  the  light 
While  others  to  darkness  belong  ; 

Oh  then  'twill  be  easy  to  follow  the  right, 
And  easy  to  turn  from  the  wrong.      a.  a.  o 


>7.    There  's  a  Crows  for  the  Young. 

1.  I  know  there  's  a  crown 

For  the  saints  of  renown, 
And  for  saints  whose  good  deeds  are  unsung , 

But  Oh  say,  is  it  true, 

If  their  days  are  but  few, 
That  a  crown  is  laid  up  for  the  young? 

CHOEUS. 

Yes,  yes,  ; 

I  know  there  's  a  crown  for  the  young  ; 
If  their  lives  daily  prove 
That  the  Saviour  they  love, 

I  know  there  's  a  crown  for  the  young. 

SL  The  youthful  shah  stand 
In  that  beautiful  land, 
And  the  song  of  salvation  shall  sing  ; 
And  the  infant  of  days 
Strike  its  harp  in  the  praise 
Of  Immanuel,  its  Saviour  and  King. 
Chorus— Yes,  yes,  yes,  etc. 
9Q 


88  HYMNS    OF 

3.  The  noble  of  birth, 

And  the  poor  of  the  earth, 
Both  the  man  and  the  youth  and  the  child, 
If  in  Jesus  they  trust, 
"When  they  rise  from  the  dust 
Shall  be  crowned  in  the  land  undefiled. 

4.  The  soul  of  a  child, 
Though  by  folly  denied, 

Is  more  precious  than  tongue  can  express  ; 

And  redeemed  by  the  blood 

That  on  Calvary  flowed, 
It  shall  shine  in  the  region  of  bliss. 

5.  Then  be  it  your  care 

For  that  world  to  prepare  ; 

Bear  the  cross,  that  the  crown  may  be  yours: 
Never  tire  in  the  road 
That  leads  upward  to  God, 

For  the  crown  is  for  him  who  endures. 


88.    Youthful  Mariners. 

Down  the  stream  of  life  they  glide, 

Little  mariners  so  frail ; 
Gently  heaves  the  swelling  tide, 

Softly  blows  the  favoring  gale. 
100 


HATTY    VOICES.  89 

They  suspect  no  danger  nigli. 
Cloudless  is  the  summer  sky  ; 
Joy  lights  up  each  youthful  eye 
As  they  gayly  sail. 

2.  But  the  angry  storm  may  blow, 

And  the  smiling  heavens  grow  dark  ; 
And  the  hidden  rocks  below 

Rudely  tear  the  trembling  bark  ; 
Oft  upon  the  listening  ear 
Falls  the  shriek  of  wild  despair, 
From  the  shipwrecked  mariner 

In  his  shattered  bark. 

3.  Heavenly  Pilot,  be  our  guide, 

Youthful  mariners  defend ; 
O'er  tke  winds  and  waves  preside, 

In  the  dangerous  hour  befriend  ; 
Thou  who  bad'st  the  tempest  cease, 
And  from  peril  didst  release, 
Guide  them  to  the  port  of  peace, 

"Where  their  fears  shall  end.         a.  a  e 


SO.    The  Heavenly  Stranger. 

1.  Behold  a  Stranger  at  the  door  : 

He  gently  knocks,  has  knocked  before  ; 
Has  waited  long,  is  waiting  still ; 
You  treat  no  other  friend  so  ill. 

101 


90  HYMNS    OF 

2.  Oh  lovely  attitude — he  stands 

"With  melting  heart  and  loaded  hands ! 
Oh  matchless  kindness  !  and  he  shows 
This  matchless  kindness  to  his  foes. 

3.  But  will  he  prove  a  Friend  indeed  ? 
He  will :  the  very  Friend  you  need  : 
The  Friend  of  sinners  ;  yes.  't  is  He, 
With  garments  dyed  on  Calvary. 

4.  Rise,  touched  with  gratitude  divine  , 
Turn  out  his  enemy  and  thine, 
That  sonl-destroying  monster  sin, 

And  let  the  heavenly  Stranger  in. 

o.  Admit  him,  ere  his  anger  burn — ■ 
His  feet,  departed,  ne'er  return  : 
Admit  him,  or  the  hour 's  at  hand 
You'll  at  his  door  rejected  stand,     aamm 


90.    Sinners  Entreated. 

1.  "  Come  hither,  all  ye  weary  souls, 

Ye  heavy-laden  sinners,  come  : 
I  '11  give  you  rest  from  all  your  : 

And  raise  you  to  my  heavenly  home. 

2.  "They  shall  find  rest  that  learn  of  me: 

I  'm  of  a  meek  and  lowly  mind  ; 
But  passion  rages  like  the  sep, 

And  pride  is  r  .Lewind. 

102 


HATTY    VOICES.  91,  92 

''Blest  is  the  man  whose  shoulders  take 
My  yoke,  and  bear  it  with  delight : 

My  yoke  is  easy  to  his  neck, 

My  grace  shall  make  the  burden  light. w 

WATI& 


91.    Joy  over  the  Convert. 

1.  "Who  can  describe  the  joys  that  rise 
Through  all  the  courts  of  Paradise, 
To  see  a  prodigal  return, 

To  see  an  heir  of  glory  born  ? 

2.  With  joy  the  Father  doth  approve 
The  fruit  of  his  eternal  love  ; 

The  Son  with  joy  looks  down  and  sees 
The  purchase  of  his  agonies  ; 

3.  The  Spirit  takes  delight  to  view 
The  holy,  soul  he  formed  anew  ; 
And  saints  and  angels  join  to  sing 
The  growiug  empire  of  their  King. 

WATTHi 

92.    The  Star  of  Bethlehem. 

.  When,  marshalled  on  the  nightly  plain, 
The  glittering  host  bestud  the  sky, 
One  star  alone  of  all  the  train 

Can  fix  the  sinner's  wandering  eye. 
103 


93  HYMNS    OF 

2.  Hark,  hark !  to  God  the  chorus  breaks, 

From  every  host,  from  every  gem  ; 
But  one  alone  the  Saviour  speaks, 
It  is  the  Star  of  Bethlehem. 

3.  Once  on  the  raging  seas  I  rode — 

The  storm  was  loud,  the  night  was  dark, 
The  ocean  yawned — and  rudely  blowed 
The  wind  that  tossed  my  foundering  bark. 

4.  Deep  horror  then  my  vitals  froze  ; 

Death-struck,  I  ceased  the  tide  to  stem  ; 
When  suddenly  a  star  arose — 
It  was  the  Star  of  Bethlehem. 

5.  It  was  my  guide,  my  light,  my  all, 

It  bade  my  dark  forebodings  cease  ; 
And  through  the  storm  and  danger's  thrall, 
It  led  me  to  the  port  of  peace. 

6.  Now,  safely  moored,  my  perils  o'er, 

I  '11  sing,  first  in  night's  diadem, 
For  ever  and  for  evermore, 
The  Star— the  Star  of  Bethlehem ! 

H.  K.  WHITE. 

98.    Christ  our  Refuge. 

1.  When  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross 
On  which  the  Prince  of  glory  died, 

My  richest  gain  I  count  but  loss, 
And  pour  contempt  on  all  my  pride. 

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2.  Forbid  it,  Lord,  that  I  should  boast, 

in  the  death  of  Christ  my  God  ; 
All  the  vain  things  that  charm  me  most 
I  sacrifice  them  to  his  blood. 

3.  See,  from  his  head,  his  hands,  his  : 

Sorrow  and  love  flow  mingled  down ! 
Did  e'er  such  love  and  sorrow  meet, 
Or  thorns  compose  so  rich  a  crown  ? 

•L  Were  the  whole  realm  of  nature  mine, 
That  were  a  present  far  too  small ; 
Love  so  amazing,  so  divine, 

Demands  my  soul,  my  life,  my  all. 

VTATTH 


Peaise  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow ; 
Praise  him,  all  creatures  here  below  ; 
Praise  him  above,  ye  heavenly  host ; 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost 


94.    Sing  Praises. 

1.  In  the  rosy  light 

Of  the  morning  bright, 
Lift  the  voice  of  praise  on  high, 
From  the  lips  of  youth 
To  the  God  of  truth, 
Let  the  joyful  echoes  fly. 

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94  HYMNS    OF 

CHORUS. 

Sing  praises,  glad  praises, 
Sing,  children,  sing ; 

Let  your  songs  arise 

To  the  lofty  skies, 

And  exult  m  God  our  King. 

2.  As  he  looked  in  love 
From  the  world  above, 

Our  distresses  rilled  his  eye  ; 

And  a  world  to  save, 

His  Son  he  gave 
On  the  bloody  tree  to  die. 

Chorus — Sing  praises,  et-c. 

3.  Let  his  praise  be  spread  ; 
For  the  Lamb  who  bled 

To  deliver  us  from  woe 
Has  endured  the  cross, 
The  disgrace,  the  loss  ; 

Let  his  praise  for  ever  flow. 

i.  Now  exalted  high 
O'er  the  earth  and  sky, 
He  delights  in  mercy  still ; 
Bends  his  gracious  ear 
Our  requests  to  hear, 
And  our  longing  souls  to  fill. 
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5.  On  the  cross  he  hung 

For  the  old  and  young, 
But  he  loves  the  children  best ; 

To  his  arms  we  ?il  fly, 

On  his  grace  rely. 
And  secure  his  promised  rest 


95.    Gentle  Shepherd. 

1.  Far  from  the  fold  of  Jesus, 

I,  a  wayward  child, 
Like  a  straying  lamb  had  wandered 

Into  deserts  wild  ; 
Eut  the  gentle  Shepherd  sought  me, 

Won  me  by  his  charms  ; 
Safe  away  from  danger  brought  me. 

In  his  loving  arms. 

CHORUS. 

Praise  Jesus,  gentle  Shepherd, 

Saviour,  loving,  mild ; 
Jesus'  name  is  sweetest  music 

To  the  Christian  child. 

2.  To  his  bosom  close  he  pressed  me, 

Pardoned  all  my  sin, 
Led  me  by  the  stillest  waters 
Into  pastures  green. 

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96  HYMNS    OF 

Now  all  day  I  'in  glad  and  joyful, 

Happy  in  his  love  ; 
Ail  the  night  my  rest  is  peaceful, 

Guarded  from  above. 

Choetjs— Praise  Jesus,  etc. 

3.  Evermore  I  '11  trust  in  Jesus, 
He  shall  be  my  guide  ; 
No  allurement  shall  entice  me 

From  my  Shepherd's  side, 
By-and-by,  from  earth's  temptations 
He  will  give  me  rest, 
And  in  heaven's  greener  pastures 
Make  me  ever  blest. 


96.    The  Name  of  Jesus. 

1.  How  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds 
In  a  believer's  ear  ; 
It  soothes  his  sorrows,  heals  his  wounds, 
And  drives  away  his  fear. 

CHORUS. 

I  do  believe,  I  now  believe 

That  Jesus  died  for  me  ; 
And  through  his  blood,  his  precious  blood, 

I  shall  from  sin  be  free. 

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2.  It  makes  the  wounded  spirit  whole, 

And  calms  the  troubled  breast ; 
T  is  manna  to  the  hungry  soul, 
And  to  the  weary  rest. 
Choeus — I  do  believe,  etc. 

3.  By  him  my  prayers  acceptance  gam, 

Although  with  sin  denied  ; 
Satan  accuses  me  in  vain. 
And  I  am  owned  a  child. 

i.  Weak  is  the  effort  of  my  heart, 
And  cold  my  warmest  thought ; 
But  when  I  see  thee  as  thou  art, 
1 11  praise  thee  as  I  ought. 

5.  Till  then  I  would  thy  love  proclaim 

With  every  fleeting  breath  ; 

And  may  the  music  of  thy  name 

Refresh  my  soul  in  death.  kzwtok 


97.    The  Sunday-school, 

1.  The  Sunday-school,  that  blessed  place, 
Oh,  I  would  rather  stay 
Within  its  walls,  a  child  of  grace, 
Than  spend  my  hours  in  play, 
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98  HYMNS    OF 


The  Sunday-school,  the  Sunday-sehoo 

Oh,  't  is  the  place  I  love  ; 
For  there  I  learn  the  golden  rnle, 

And  sing  of  joys  above. 

2.  'T  is  there  I  learn  that  Jesus  died 

For  sinners  such  as  I ; 
Oh  what  has  all  this  world  beside 
That  I  should  prize  so  high  ? 

Chorus — The  Sunday-school,  etc. 

3.  Then  let  our  grateful  tribute  rise, 

And  songs  of  praise  be  given 
To  Him  who  dwells  above  the  skies, 
For  such  a  blessing  given. 

4.  And  welcome  then  the  Sunday-school 

We  '11  read  and  sing  and  pray, 
And  learn  by  heart  the  golden  rule, 
And  never  from  it  stray. 


98.    Faith. 


1.  Faith  is  a  very  simple  thing, 
Though  little  understood ; 

It  frees  the  soul  from  death's  dread 
By  resting  in  Christ's  blood. 

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CHORUS. 

I  do  believe,  I  now  believe, 

That  Jesus  died  for  me  ; 
And  through  his  blood,  his  precious  blood, 

I  shall  from  sin  be  free. 

2.  It  sees,  upon  the  throne  of  God, 

A  victim  that  was  slain  ; 
It  rests  its  all  on  his  shed  blood, 
And  says,  "I'm  born  again." 
Chorus — I  do  believe,  etc. 

3.  What  Jesus  is,  and  that  alone, 

Is  faith's  delightful  plea  ; 

It  neither  rests  on  sinful  self, 

Xor  righteous  self,  in  me. 

i.  The  perfect  One  that  died  for  me, 
Draws  near  his  Father's  throne, 
Presents  our  names  before  our  God, 
And  pleads  himself  alone. 


99.    Home  of  tlie  Blest. 

1 .  Oh  happy  land.  Oh  happy  land, 
Where  saints  and  angels  dwell ; 
We  long  to  join  that  glorious  band. 
And  all  their  anthems  swell. 

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100  HYMNS    OF 


Oh  heaven  dear,  the  happy  home 

Of  all  the  pure  and  blest ; 
I  long  to  share  thy  mansions  fair, 

And  be  with  Christ  at  rest. 

2.  But  every  voice  in  yonder  throng 

On  earth  has  breathed  a  prayer  ; 
No  lips  untaught  may  join  that  song, 
Or  leam  the  music  there. 

Chokus — Oh  heaven  dear,  etc. 

3.  Thou  heav'nly  Friend,  thou  heav'nly  Friend 

Oh  hear  us  when  we  pray  : 
Now  let  thy  pardoning  grace  descend, 
And  take  our  sins  away. 

4.  Be  all  our  fresh,  our  youthful  days 

To  thy  blest  service  given  ; 
Then  we  shall  meet  to  sing  thy  praise, 
A  ransomed  band  in  heaven. 


100.    The  Fountain  for  Sinners, 

i.  Theee  is  a  fountain  filled  with  blood 
Drawn  from  Immanuel's  veins  ; 
And  sinners  plunged  beneath  that  flood 
Lose  all  their  guilty  stains. 
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CHORUS. 

Our  sorrows  and  our  sins  were  laid 

On  thee,  alone  on  thee  ; 
Thy  precious  blood  our  ransom  paid ; 

Thine  all  the  glory  be. 

2.  The  dying  thief  rejoiced  to  see 

That  fountain  in  his  day  ; 
And  there  may  I,  as  vile  as  he, 
Wash  all  my  sins  away. 
Chorus — Our  sorrows,  etc. 

3.  Dear  dying  Lamb,  thy  precious  blood 

Shall  never  lose  its  power 
Till  all  the  ransomed  church  of  God 
Be  saved,  to  sin  no  more. 
Chorus— Our  sorrows,  etc. 

4.  E'er  since,  by  faith,  I  saw  the  stream 

Thy  flowing  wounds  supply, 
Eedeeming  love  has  been  my  theme, 
And  shall  be  till  I  die. 

6.  Then  in  a  nobler,  sweeter  song, 
I  '11  sing  thy  power  to  save  ; 
Yv'hen  this  poor  lisping,  stam'ring  tongue 
Lies  silent  in  the  grave.  cowpeh. 

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101  HYMNS   OF 

101.    Full  Salvation. 

1.  For  ever  here  my  rest  shall  be, 

Close  to  thy  bleeding  side  ; 
This  all  my  hope  and  all  my  plea— 
For  me  the  Saviour  died. 

CHORUS. 

I  do  believe,  I  now  believe, 

That  Jesus  died  for  me  ; 
And  through  his  blood,  his  precious  blood, 

I  shall  from  sin  be  free. 

2.  My  dying  Saviour  and  my  God, 
Fountain  for  guilt  and  sin, 

Sprinkle  me  ever  with  thy  blood, 
And  cleanse  and  keep  me  clean. 
Chorus — I  do  believe,  etc. 

3.  Wash  me,  and  make  me  thus  thine  own« 

Wash  me,  and  mine  thou  art ; 

"Wash  me,  but  not  my  feet  alone — 

My  hands,  my  head,  my  heart. 

4.  The  atonement  of  thy  blood  apply, 

Till  faith  to  sight  improve  ; 
Till  hope  in  full  fruition  die, 

And  all  my  soul  be  love. 
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Chorus. 

Our  sorrows  and  our  sins  were  laid 

On  thee,  alone  on  thee ; 
Thy  precious  blood  our  ransom  paid  ; 

Thine  all  the  glory  be. 


102.    Invitation. 


Come  to  the  Sabbath-school, 

We  really  wish  you  would  ; 
Wo  n't  you  come  and  join  a  class? 

We  '11  surely  do  you  good. 
Bright  eyes  and  happy  hearts, 

And  voices  sweet  and  clear. 
Just  walk  in  and  look  around, 

You  '11  surely  find  them  here. 

CHORUS. 

Come  then,  for  now 's  the  time  ; 
Come  in  your  youthful  prime, 
Come  when  you  're  free  from  crime  ; 
Come,  come,  come. 

,  Hark,  't  is  the  signal  bell ; 
So  wo  n't  you  come  along  ? 
Gladly  will  we  welcome  you, 
And  greet  you  with  a  song. 

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103  HYMNS    OF 

Do  n't  say  your  clothes  are  poor ; 

I  'm  sure  they  might  be  worse, 
Be  you  rich,  or  be  you  poor, 

It  matters  not  to  us. 

Choeus — Come  then,  etc. 

3.  List  to  the  voice  within  ; 

It  gently  whispers,  "  Go  :" 
That  which  makes  you  hesitate 

Most  surely  is  your  foe  ; 
Make  now  the  wise  resolve, 

And  firmly  say,  <;  I  will ;" 
Then  you  '11  overcome  the  foe, 

And  peace  your  heart  shall  filL 

4.  Come  then  to  Sabbath-school ; 

There 's  nothing  there  to  fear  ; 
There  are  pleasant  works  to  do, 

And  pleasant  words  to  hear  : 
There  do  we  learn  the  way 

How  sin  may  be  forgiven  ; 
There  we  train  for  usefulness, 

And  there  we  train  for  heaven,  a. 


103.    Sabbath  Morning. 

!,  Oh  the  Sabbath  mornirjg,beautiful  and  bright, 
Joyfully  we  hail  its  golden  light, 
All  the  gloomy  shadows  chasing  far  away, 
Bringing  us  the  pleasant  day. 
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Day  calm  and  holy,  day  nearest  heaven, 
Day  which  a  Father's  love  has  given  ; 
Oh  the  Sabbath  morning,  beautiful  and  bright, 
Glad  we  hail  its  golden  light 

2.  All  the  days  of  labor  ended  one  by  one. 
Glad  are  we  the  six  days'  work  is  done  ; 
Glad  to  have  a  day  of  sweet  and  holy  rest ; 
'T  is  the  day  that  God  has  blest. 

Choeus — Day  calm  and  holy,  etc. 

3.  Let  us  spend  the  moments  of  this  holy  day, 
So  that  when  they  all  have  passed  away, 
Sweet  'twill  be  to  think,  the  quiet  Sabbath 

even 
Brings  us  one  day  nearer  heaven. 

Chorus — Day  calm  and  holy,  etc. 

HISS  J.  W.  SAifPSOU 


104.    Remember  the  Sabbath-School. 

1.  Oh,  remember  the  Sabbath-school 
When  the  summer  is  past, 
And  the  chill  winds  sigh  mournfully, 
And  the  snow-flakes  fly  fast. 

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104  HYMNS   OF 

Bo  not  say,  "  It  looks  drearily ; 

'T  is  a  cold  wintry  day  ;" 
Come  with  eyes  sparkling  merrily  ; 

Come,  boys  and  girls,  away. 

CHOKUS. 

Yes,  away  to  the  Sabbath-school, 

The  Sabbath-school,  the  Sabbath-school ; 

Yes,  away  to  the  Sabbath-school, 

The  blessed  Sabbath- school. 

2.  When  the  spring  buds  are  opening, 

To  the  school  you  repair ; 
When  the  summer  flower 's  blossoming, 

Oh  you  love  to  be  there : 
Like  the  bright  and  the  beautiful, 

Love  to  honor  God's  day  ; 
Come  with  hearts  warm  and  dutiful, 

Come,  boys  and  girls,  away. 
Chorus — Yes,  away  to  the,  etc. 

3.  Oh  the  same  friends  will  meet  you  there, 

And  around  you  will  cling  ; 
And  the  same  songs  will  greet  you  there 

That  you  sung  in  the  spring  : 
And  the  same  truths  address  you  there, 

And  if  you  will  obey, 
The  dear  Saviour  will  bless  you  there  , 

Then,  boys  and  girls,  away.  a.  a.  « 

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105.    Jesus  Lores  Me. 

1.  Jesus  loves  me.  this  I  know, 
For  the  Bible  tells  me  so. 
Little  ones  to  him  belong  ; 
They  are  weak,  but  he  is  strong. 

2.  Jesus  loves  me,  he  who  died 
Heaven's  gate  to  open  wide  ; 
He  will  wash  away  my  sin, 
Let  his  little  child  come  in. 

3.  Jesus  loves  me,  loves  me  still, 
Though  I  'm  very  weak  and  ill ; 
From  his  shining  throne  on  high 
Comes  to  watch  me  where  I  lie. 

4.  Jesus  loves  me  ;  he  will  stay 
Close  beside  me  all  the  way : 
If  I  love  him,  when  I  die 

He  will  take  me  home  on  high. 


106.    The  Good  Shepherd. 

1.  In  the  Saviour's  pleasant  fold, 
Sheltered  from  the  heat  and  cold, 
Guarded  from  the  dangers  round, 
"We  thy  little  lambs  are  found. 

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107  HYMNS    OF 

2.  None  can  ever  hurt  us  there, 
Safe  within  our  Shepherd's  care ; 
For.  if  any  foe  alarms, 

He  will  clasp  us  in  his  arms. 

3.  Saviour,  by  thy  tender  grace, 
Grant  us  in  thy  fold  a  place  ; 
May  we  listen  to  thy  voice, 
And  to  do  thy  will  rejoice. 

4r.  Day  by  day,  while  here  below, 
May  we  wiser,  happier  grow  ; 
Thus  preparing  in  thy  love 
For  the  better  fold  above.  he 


107.    Come  into  Christ's  Army, 

1.  Come  into  Christ's  army, 

Come,  join  it  to-day  ; 
He  calls  us  himself, 

So  we  must  not  delay. 
"What  though  we  are  children, 

We  're  never  too  small 
To  be  soldiers  for  Jesus  ; 

So  come  one  and  all. 

CHORUS. 

|j:  Christ  gives  us  our  watchword ; 

'T  is  written  above 
On  the  folds  of  our  banner — 
That  watchword  is  Love.  :|| 
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2.  He  gives  us  our  armor, 

So  shining  and  bright, 
So  let  us  fight  bravely 

For  truth  and  for  right ; 
The  foes  we  must  conquer 

Are  strong  ones  indeed  : 
We  must  ask  for  His  help, 

Or  we  shall  not  succeed. 

Chobus — Christ  gives  us,  etc 

3.  We  've  plenty  of  trials 

And  dangers  to  meet, 
And  Satan  our  foe 

Oft  will  threaten  defeat ; 
Temptation  too  often 

Will  lead  us  astray  ; 
But  our  Captain  stands  ready 

To  show  us  our  way. 
Chorus— Christ  gives  us,  etc. 

4.  He  '11  keep  us  in  safety 

Till  life  shall  be  o'er  ; 
E'en  Death  cannot  harm  us — 

Christ  met  him  before  ; 
We  '11  follow  our  Leader 

Till  yonder  bright  heaven 
^hall  ring  with  our  praises 

For  victory  given. 

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108,  109  HYMNS   OF 

108.    Will  You  Meet  us. 

1.  Say,  brothers,  will  you  meet  us, 
Say,  brothers,  will  you  meet  us, 
Say,  brothers,  will  you  meet  us, 

On  Canaan's  happy  shore  ? 

2.  By  the  grace  of  God  we  '11  meet  you, 
By  the  grace  of  God  we  '11  meet  you, 
By  the  grace  of  God  we  '11  meet  you, 

Where  parting  is  no  more. 

3.  Jesus  lives  and  reigns  for  ever, 
Jesus  lives  and  reigns  for  ever, 
Jesus  lives  and  reigns  for  ever, 

On  Canaan's  happy  shore. 

4.  Glory,  glory,  hallelujah, 
Glory,  glory,  hallelujah, 
Glory,  glory,  hallelujah, 

For  ever,  evermore. 


109.    Let  us  Work  for  the  School* 

1.  Let  us  work  for  the  school 

With  our  hearts  and  our  hands  ; 

Let  it  never,  no,  never  decline  ; 

For  its  praises  are  sung 
By  the  good  in  all  lands 

That  are  blest  with  the  gospel  divine. 

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Rally  then,  rally  then, 

Stand  by  the  school  ; 

Y.'hy  should  it  languish  and  die  ? 

Rally  then,  rally  then, 

Stand  by  the  school ; 

Why  should  it  languish  and  die  ? 

2.  'T  is  perfumed  by  the  prayers, 

'T  is  bedewed  by  the  tears 
Of  the  holy,  the  active,  the  true  ; 
They  rejoiced  at  its  hopes. 

And  they  mourned  at  its  fears, 
"When  its  friends  were  but  feeble  and  few. 
Chorus — Rally  then,  rally  then,  etc. 

3.  Now  the  sunshine  of  favor 

Illumines  its  path, 
And  the  church  spreads  above  it  her  wing ; 
'Tis  a  source  of  her  weal, 

'T  is  a  source  of  her  worth, 
And  a  gem  in  the  crown  of  her  King. 

4.  There  are  thousands  now  singing 

And  shining  above, 
There  are  thousands  now  toiling  below, 
Who  were  melted  and  won 

By  Immanuel's  love, 
As  they  heard  in  the  school  of  his  woe. 

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110  HYMNS   OF 

110.    Oyer  the  Sea. 

1.  The  sea  is  wildly  tossing, 

And  often  clothed  with  gloom, 
On  which  we  're  swiftly  crossing 
To  our  eternal  home. 

CHOBUS. 

Over  the  sea,  over  the  sea, 
Gracious  Saviour,  pilot  me  ; 
Over  the  sea,  over  the  sea, 
Spirit  kind,  my  guardian  be  ; 
Over  the  sea,  wherever  I  roam, 
Father  above,  Oh  bring  me  homo 
Under  the  bright  celestial  dome. 

2.  We  've  many  a  foe  to  conquer, 

And  many  a  storm  to  face, 
Ere  we  in  heaven  may  anchor, 
And  sing  redeeming  grace. 
Choeus — Over  the  sea,  etc. 

3.  Though  nature  in  commotion 

Defy  our  power  and  skill, 
Our  Jesus  rules  the  ocean, 
And  bids  the  winds  be  stilL 

4.  Sail  on  then,  comrades,  boldly, 

And  make  God's  word  your  chart ; 
Do  every  duty  nobly, 

With  joyful,  trustful  heart. 
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5.  We  '11  float  the  gospel  banner, 
And  guard  it  with  our  life, 
And  shout  at  last,  "Hosanna," 
Victorious  in  the  strife. 


111.    Morning  Hymn. 

The  morning,  the  bright 

And  the  beautiful  morning 
Is  up,  and  the  sunshine 

Is  all  on  the  wing, 
With  its  fresh  flush  of  gladness 

The  landscape  adorning — 
A  gladness  which  nothing 

But  morning  can  bring. 
The  earth  is  awaking, 

The  sky  and  the  ocean, 
The  river  and  forest, 

The  mountain  and  plain, 
The  city  is  stirring 

Its  living  commotion, 
And  the  pulse  of  the  world 

Is  reviving  again. 

And  we  too  awake 

For  our  heavenly  Father, 
Who  soothed  us  so  gently 

To  sleep  on  his  breast, 

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ill  HYMNS   OF 

And  made  the  soft  stillness 

Of  evening  to  gather 
Around  us,  now  calls  us 

Again  from  our  rest. 
But  ere  to  our  studies 

And  duties  returning, 
We  hasten  to  give  him 

The  praise  that  is  meet, 
And  in  solemn  devotion, 

The  first  hours  of  morning, 
Our  freest  and  freshest, 

We  lay  at  his  feet 

3.  Then  away  to  the  school 

In  the  sweet  summer  morning, 
God's  blessing  upon  us. 

His  light  on  our  road  ; 
And  let  all  the  lessons 

We  're  happily  learning, 
Be  only  to  bring  us 

More  surely  to  God. 
Oh,  now  let  us  haste 

To  our  heavenly  Father, 
And  ere  the  fair  skies 

Of  life's  dawning  be  dim, 
Let  us  come  with  glad  hearts, 

Let  us  come  all  together, 
And  the  morn  of  our  youth 

Let  us  hallow  to  him.  bonab. 

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n.\rPY  voices.  112 


112.    The  Eden  Above. 

1.  How  sweet  to  reflect 

On  the  joys  that  await  me 
In  yon  blissful  region, 

The  haven  of  rest. 
Where  glorified  spirits 

With  welcome  shall  greet  me, 
And  lead  me  to  mansions 

Prepared  for  the  blest ; 
Encircled  with  light, 

And  with  glory  enshrouded, 
My  happiness  perfect, 

My  mind's  sky  unclouded, 
I  '11  bathe  in  the  ocean 

Of  pleasure  unbounded, 
And  range  with  delight 

Through  the  Eden  above. 

2.  Then  hail,  blessed  state  ; 

Hail,  ye  songsters  of  glory  , 
Ye  harpers  of  bliss. 

Soon  I  '11  meet  you  above, 
And  join  your  full  choir 

In  rehearsing  the  story, 
"  Salvation  from  sorrow 

Through  Jesus'  dear  love. " 
127 


113  HYMNS    OF 

Then  songs  to  the  Lamb 

Shall  reecho  through  heaven ; 
My  soul  will  respond, 

To  Immanuel  be  given 
All  glory,  all  honor, 

All  might  and  dominion, 
"Who  brought  us  through  grace 

To  the  Eden  above. 


113.    Evening  Praise.    - 

See,  daylight  is  fading 

O'er  earth  and  o'er  ocean, 
The  sun  has  gone  down 

On  the  far-distant  sea  ; 
Oh  now,  in  the  hush 

Of  the  fitful  commotion, 
We  lift  our  tired  spirits, 

Blest  Saviour,  to  thee. 
Full  oft  wast  thou  praying 

Alone  on  the  mountain, 
As  eventide  spread 

Her  dark  wing  o'er  the  wave ; 
Thou  Son  of  the  Highest, 

And  life's  endless  Fountain, 
Be  with  us,  we  pray  thee, 

To  bless  and  to  save. 


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HAPPY   VOICES.  114 

And  oft  as  the  tumult 

Of  life's  heaving  billow 
Shall  toss  our  frail  bark, 

Driving  wild  o'er  night's  deep, 
Let  thy  healing  wing 

Be  stretched  over  our  pillow, 
And  guard  us  from  evil, 

Though  Death  watch  our  sleep. 
To  God,  our  great  Father, 

Whose  throne  is  in  heaven, 
Who  dwells  with  the  lowly 

And  humble  in  heart, 
To  the  Son  and  the  Spirit 

All  glory  be  given  ; 
One  God.  ever  blessed 

And  praised,  thou  art.  heezb 


111.    The  Sheepfold. 

1.  When  Jesus  the  meek 
And  the  lowly  was  here, 

He  spoke  in  the  accents  of  love  : 
"Forbid  not  the  children 
To  come  unto  me  ; 

Of  such  is  the  kingdom  above." 
Great  Shepherd,  I  'm  helpless, 

And  often  I  rove  ; 
My  sins  and  my  follies 

9  129 


114  HYMNS    OF 

In  pity  remove. 
And  gather  a  child 

In  the  arms  of  thy  love. 
And  give  him  a  place  in  thy  fold. 

2.  Then  in  thy  green  pastures 
I  '11  lay  myself  down, 

And  feed  on  thy  life-giving  word; 
I  '11  drink  of  the  waters 
That  peacefully  flow, 
And  never  by  tempests  are  stirred. 
But  guard  me  and  guide  me, 

My  Shepherd,  I  pray, 
And  give  me  a  heart 

Thy  commands  to  obey. 
To  turn  from  temptation 
And  tempters  away, 
And  never  depart  from  thy  fold. 

3.  Oh  why  on  the  mountains 
So  cold  and  so  drear, 

Where  darkness  and  dangers  appal, 
Should  children  be  suffered 
To  wander  and  die, 
When  Jesus  would  welcome  them  all  ? 
Ye  friends  of  the  children, 
Go  gather  them  in, 
And  study  to  woo  them, 
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HAPPY   VOICES.  115 

And  labor  to  win. 
Before  they  are  wedded 
To  folly  and  sin 
And  die  far  away  from  the  fold. 

4.  For  't  is  not  the  will 
Of  the  Shepherd  divine. 
That  one  of  these  lambs  should  be  lost ; 
A  precious  salvation 
He  purchased  for  them, 
And  tongue  cannot  tell  what  it  cost  * 
He  grieves  when  he  sees  them 

By  folly  beguiled, 
For  precious  to  him 

Is  the  soul  of  a  child, 
And  safely  at  last, 
In  the  land  undented, 
He  gathers  them  into  his  fold.  a.  a.  a. 


115.    Wandering  Lambs. 

1.  Over  the  mountains,  barren  and  cold, 
Far  from  the  pasture,  far  from  the  fold, 
Wander  the  lambs,  by  folly  beguiled  ; 
Rescue  the  children,  friends  of  the  child. 

CHORUS. 

Hasten  to  seek  them,  hasten  to  save, 
Ere  they  be  lost  in  the  night  of  the  grave. 

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116  HYMNS    OF 

2.  Jesus  the  Shepherd  loves  to  behold 
Lambs  of  his  flock  secure  in  his  fold  ; 
Grieved  is  the  heart  of  infinite  Love, 
When  from  the  sheepfold  little  ones  rove, 
Choeus — Hasten  to  seek,  etc. 

3   Pleasures  allure  them,  false  as  they're  fair  ; 
Lies  in  their  pathway  many  a  snare  , 
Tempters  around  them  seek  to  decoy, 
Dangers  in  ambush  wait  to  destroy. 

4.  Gently  and  kindly  guide  the  young  feet, 
Line  upon  line,  with  patience  entreat ; 
Happy  the  heart  whose  labor  is  this — 
Guiding  a  child  to  mansions  of  bliss. 

A.  A.  6 

116.    The  Dewdrop. 

1.  How  small  are  the  dewdrops, 

Those  gems  of  the  morning, 
That  bathe  with  effulgence 

The  field  and  the  flower  ; 
How  transient  their  stay 

And  how  brief  their  adorning, 
How  humble  their  mission — 

To  shine  for  an  hour  ; 
But  think  of  them  rightly. 
Do  n't  speak  of  them  lightly, 
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HAPPY    VOICES.  110 

Because  you  can  bru>h  them 

By  thousands  away  ; 
Though  drops  when  they  're  single. 
They  're  streams  when  they  mingle 
And  run  with  the  rivers 

Away  to  the  sea. 

,  So  gifts  from  the  youthful. 

Their  prayers  and  their  labors, 
Like  dew  on  the  flowers, 

May  but  trifles  appear  ; 
But  blend  the  bright  drop 

With  its  glistening  neighbors, 
And  streams  of  refreshment 

The  desert  shall  cheer. 
Then,  children,  do  n't  falter, 
But  bring  to  the  altar 
The  word  kindly  spoken. 

The  mite,  or  the  tear  : 
For  grains  make  the  mountain, 
And  drops  make  the  fountain, 
And  moments  united 

Will  compass  a  year. 

Then  ever  be  doing 

And  ever  devising ; 
Don't  say,  "I"m  a  child, 

I  will  work  when  a  man  ;" 

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117  HYMNS    OF 

The  season  of  small  things 

Be  never  despising, 
But  fill  up  your  measure, 

And  do  what  you  can. 
Do  n't  ever  be  hoarding, 
And  riches  applauding ; 
Keep  giving,  and  you 

Shall  have  plenty  to  give  ; 
The  truest  enjoyment 
Is  found  in  employment ; 
For  God  and  humanity 

Labor  and  live. 


117.    The  Lamb  of  God, 

1.  Not  all  the  blood  of  beasts 

On  Jewish  altars  slain, 
Could  give  the  guilty  conscience  peace, 
Or  wash  away  the  stain. 

2.  But  Christ,  the  heavenly  Lamb, 

Takes  all  our  sins  away  ; 
A  sacrifice  of  nobler  name, 
And  richer  blood  than  they. 

3.  My  faith  would  lay  her  hand 

On  that  dear  head  of  thine, 
While  like  a  penitent  I  stand, 
And  there  confess  my  sin. 
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HAPPY    VOICES.  118 

4.  My  faith  looks  back  to  see 

The  burdens  thou  didst  bear, 
When  hanging  on  th'  accursed  tree, 
And  hopes  her  guilt  was  there. 

5.  Believing,  we  rejoice 

To  see  the  curse  remove  : 
We  bless  the  Lamb  with  cheerful  voice, 
And  sincj  his  bleeding  love.      watts. 


IIS.    The  Lord  is  Come. 

1.  Jot  to  the  world,  the  Lord  is  come ! 
Let  earth  receive  her  King  ; 

Let  every  heart  prepare  him  room, 
And  heaven  and  nature  sing. 

2.  Joy  to  the  earth,  the  Saviour  reigns ! 
Let  men  their  songs  employ  ; 

While  fields  and  floods,  rocks,  hills,  and  plains, 
Repeat  the  sounding  joy. 

3.  No  more  let  sins  and  sorrows  grow, 

Xor  thorns  infest  the  ground  : 
He  comes  to  makes  his  blessings  flow 
Far  as  the  curse  is  found. 

4.  He  rules  the  world  with  truth  and  grace, 

And  makes  the  nations  prove 
The  glories  of  his  righteousness, 

And  wonders  of  his  love.  watts. 

135 


119,  120  HYMNS    OF 

119.    Praise  to  Christ 

1.  Oh  for  a  thousand  tongues  to  sing 

My  dear  Eedeemer's  praise  ; 
The  glories  of  my  God  and  King, 
The  triumphs  of  his  grace. 

2.  Jesus,  the  name  that  calms  our  fears, 

That  bids  our  sorrow  cease  ; 
*T  is  music  to  our  ravished  ears  ; 
'T  is  life  and  health  and  peace. 

3.  He  breaks  the  power  of  reigning  Bin, 

He  sets  the  pris'ner  free  ; 
His  blood  can  make  the  foulest  clean- 
His  blood  availed  for  me.  wzsl 


120.    Latter-day  Glory. 

1.  Behold,  the  mountain  of  the  Lord 

In  latter  days  shall  rise 
Above  the  mountains  and  the  hills, 
And  draw  the  wondering  eyes. 

2.  To  this  the  joyful  nations  round, 

All  tribes  and  tongues  shall  flow ; 
"  Up  to  the  hill  of  God,"  they  say, 

"And  to  his  courts  we  '11  go." 
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HAPPY   VOICES.  121 

3.  The  beams  that  shine  on  Zion's  hill 
Shall  lighten  every  land  ; 
The  King  who  reigns  in  Salem's  towers 
Shall  all  the  world  command. 

L  No  longer  hosts  encountering  hosts 
Their  millions  slain  deplore  ; 
They  hang  the  trumpet  in  the  hall, 
And  study  war  no  more. 

o.  Come  then,  Oh  come  from  every  land, 
To  worship  at  his  shrine  ; 
And  walking  in  the  light  of  God, 

With  holy  beauties  shine.  logan 


121.    Nothing*  but  Leaves  ! 
Nothing  but  leaves  ;  the  Spirit  grieves 

Over  a  wasted  life, 
O'er  sin  committed  while  conscience  slept, 
Promises  made  but  never  kept, 

Folly  and  shame  and  strife, 
Nothing  but  leaves !  nothing  but  leaves ! 

Nothing  but  leaves  ;  no  ripened  sheaves 

Garnered  of  life's  fair  grain  : 
We  sow  our  seed — lo,  tares  and  weeds, 
Words,  idle  words  for  earnest  deeds  ; 

Reaping,  we  find  with  pain 
Nothing  but  leaves  !  nothing  but  leaves ! 

137 


122  HYMNS    OF 

3.  Nothing  but  U  1  memory  w 

No  veil  to  hide  the  past ; 
And  as  we  trace  our  i 
Counting  each  lost  and  misspent  day, 

Sadly  we  find  at  last 
N :  :hing  but  leaves !  nothing  but  le:. 
4   And  shall  Wr  r  so, 

Bearing  our  withered  lea* 
The  Saviour  looks  for  perfect  fruit ; 
Stand  we  before  him  sad  and  mi 

Waiting  the  word  he  breati 
B<  Nothing  bat  leav 


122.    Jesus  Reigns. 

1.  Hark  !   : m  tih  :  osand  harps  and  voices 

Sound  the  notes  of  praise  above  ; 
Jesus  reigns,  and  heaven  rejoices  ; 

Jesus  reigns,  the  God  of  love  : 
Sre.  he  sits  en  yonder  throne  ; 
Jesus  rules  the  world  alone  : 
CHOP.rs. 
Hallelujah!  hallelujah! 
Hallelujah!  Amen. 

2.  Jesus  hail!  whose  glory  brightens 

Ail  above  and  gives  it  worth ; 
Lord  of  life,  thy  smile  enlight-r 

era,  and  charms  thy  saints  on  earth 
138 


HATTY    VOI*  im 

When  we  think  of  love  like  thine, 
Lord,  we  own  it  love  divine. 
Chorus— HaUelujah,  etc. 

3.  King  of  glory,  reign  for  ever — 

Thine  an  everlasting  crown  : 
Nothing  from  thy  love  shall  sever 

Those  whom  thou  hast  made  thine  own  ■ 
Happy  objects  of  thy  grace, 
Destined  to  behold  thy  face. 

."iour,  hasten  thine  appearing ; 

Bring,  Oh  bring  the  glorious  day, 
When,  the  awful  summons  hearing, 

Heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away  : 
Then  with  golden  harps  we  '11  sing, 

11  Glory,  glory  to  our  King."  ezixt. 


123.    Liirlit  in  Darkness. 

1.  Light  of  those  whose  dreary  dwelling 
Borders  on  the  shades  of  death, 

y* elf  revealing — 
Bise  and  chase  the  clouds  beneath. 
Thou,  of  heaven  and  earth  Creator, 

In  our  deepest  darkness  ri 

Scatter  all  the  night  of  nature, 

Pour  the  day  upon  our  e~ 

III 


124  HYMNS   OF 

2.  Still  we  wait  for  thine  appearing ; 

Life  and  joy  thy  beams  impart, 
Chasing  all  our  fears,  and  cheering 

Every  meek,  benighted  heart. 
By  thine  all-sufficient  merit, 

Every  burdened  soul  release  ; 
Every  weary,  wandering  spirit 

Guide  into  thy  perfect  peace. 


124:.    Send  the  Tidings. 

1.  Send  the  tidings  of  salvation 

'  To  the  heathen  sunk  in  sin : 
All  without  is  desolation, 
All  is  wretchedness  within. 

CHOKUS. 

|| :  Send  the  tidings,  send  the  tidings, 
Jesus  died  the  lost  to  save.  :|| 

2.  While  the  light  is  round  you  shining, 

Pointing  out  the  narrow  path, 
Heathen  in  their  darkness  pining, 
Walk  the  downward  road  to  wrath. 
Chorus — Send  the  tidings,  etc. 

3.  When  in  sorrow's  hour  you  languish, 

Some  sweet  promise  cheers  your  heart; 
They,  thro'  days  and  nights  of  anguish, 

Nothing  find  to  ease  the  smart. 
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HAPPY    VOICES.  125 

On  the  Saviour's  bosom  lying, 

You  can  smile  when  death  draws  near, 
But  the  heathen,  when  he  's  dying, 

Sinks  in  darkness  and  despair. 

.  Think  upon  their  desolation, 

Pray  and  toil  their  souls  to  save  ; 
Send  the  gospel  of  salvation. 

Ere  thev  moulder  in  the  "rave.    a.  a.  a 


125.    3Iissionary  Hymn. 

1.  Feom  Greenland's  icy  mountains, 

From  India's  coral  strand, 
Where  Afric's  sunny  fountains 

Eoll  down  their  golden  sand  ; 
From  many  an  ancient  river, 

From  many  a  palmy  plain. 
They  call  us  to  deliver 

Their  land  from  error's  chain. 

2.  What  though  the  spicy  breezes 

Blow  soft  o'er  Ceylon's  isle, 
Though  every  prospect  pleases, 

And  only  man  is  vile  ; 
In  vain  with  lavish  kindness 

The  gifts  of  God  are  strown, 
The  heathen  in  his  blindness 

Bows  down  to  wood  and  stone. 
141 


126  HYMNS    OF 

3.  Shall  we,  whose  souls  are  lighted 

With  wisdom  from  on  high, 
Shall  we  to  men  benighted 

The  lamp  of  life  deny  ? 
Salvation!  Oh,  salvation! 

The  joyful  sound  proclaim, 
Till  earth's  remotest  nation 

Has  learned  Messiah's  name. 

4.  Waft,  waft,  ye  winds,  his  story, 

And  you,  ye  waters,  roll, 
Till,  like  a  sea  of  glory, 

It  spreads  from  pole  to  pole  ; 
Till  o'er  our  ransomed  nature 

The  Lamb,  for  sinners  slain, 
Redeemer,  King,  Creator, 

In  bliss  returns  to  reign. 


EEEEB. 


126.    Morning  Light. 

1.  The  morning  light  is  breaking, 

The  darkness  disappears. 

The  sons  of  earth  are  waking 

To  penitential  tears : 
Each  breeze  that  sweeps  the  ocean 

Brings  tidings  from  afar 
Of  nations  in  commotion, 
Prepared  for  Zion's  war. 
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HAPPY    VOICES.  127 

2.  See  heathen  nations  bending 

Before  the  God  we  love, 
And  thousand  hearts  ascending 

In  gratitude  above  ; 
While  sinners  now  confessing, 

The  gospel  call  obey, 
And  seek  the  Saviour's  blessing— 

A  nation  in  a  day. 

3.  Blest  river  of  salvation, 

Pursue  thy  onward  way, 
Flow  thou  to  every  nation, 

Nor  in  thy  richness  stay  ; 
Stay  not,  till  all  the  lowly 

Triumphant  reach  their  home  ; 
Stay  not.  till  all  the  holy 

Proclaim,  u  The  Lord  has  come." 

s.  f.  smith. 

•     127.    The  Lord's  Anointed. 

1.  Hatl  to  the  Lord's  Anointed, 
Great  David's  greater  Son  ; 
Hail,  in  the  time  appointed,. 
His  reign  on  earth  begun ! 
He  comes  to  break  oppression, 

To  set  the  captive  free  ; 
To  take  away  transgression, 
And  rule  in  equity. 

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128  HYMNS    OF 

2.  He  comes  with  succor  speedy 

To  those  who  suffer  wrong, 
To  help  the  poor  and  needy, 

And  bid  the  weak  be  strong ; 
To  give  them  songs  for  sighing, 

Their  darkness  turn  to  light, 
Whose  souls,  condemned  and  dytti^ 

Were  precious  in  his  sight 

3.  For  him  shall  prayer  unceasing 

And  daily  vows  ascend  ; 
His  kingdom  still  increasing, 

A  kingdom  without  end  : 
The  tide  of  time  shall  never 

His  covenant  remove  ; 
His  name  shall  stand  for  ever, 

That  name  to  us  is  Love. 

MONTGOMEkX. 

128.    The  Gospel  Banner. 

1.  Now  be  the  gospel  banner 
In  every  land  unfurled, 
And  be  the  shout  Hosanna 

Reechoed  through  the  world  : 
Till  every  isle  and  nation, 

Till  every  tribe  and  tongue, 
Receive  the  great  salvation, 
And  join  the  happy  throng. 
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HAPFY    VOICES.  129 

Yes,  thou  shalt  reign  for  ever, 

O  Jesus,  King  of  kings ! 
Thy  light,  thy  love,  thy  favor 

Each  ransomed  captive  sings  : 
The  isles  for  thee  are  waiting, 

The  deserts  learn  thy  praise, 
The  hills  and  valleys  greeting, 

The  song  responsive  raise. 


129.    Latter-Day. 

1.  Glomous  things  of  thee  are  spoken, 

Zion,  city  of  our  God  ; 
He  whose  word  cannot  be  broken, 

Formed  thee  for  his  own  abode  : 
On  the  Rock  of  ages  founded, 

What  can  shake  thy  sure  repose  ? 
"With  salvation's  walls  surrounded, 

Thou  mayest  smile  at  all  thy  foes. 

2.  See  the  streams  of  living  waters, 

Springing  from  eternal  love, 
Well  supply  thy  sons  and  daughters, 

And  all  fear  of  want  remove. 
Who  can  faint  while  such  a  river 

Ever  flows  their  thirst  t'  assuage  ? 
Grace  which,  like  the  Lord,  the  giver 

Never  fails  from  age  to  age. 

10  145 


130  HYMNS    OF     . 

3.  Hound  each  habitation  hovering, 

See  the  cloud  and  fire  appear, 
For  a  glory  and  a  covering, 

Showing  that  the  Lord  is  near. 
Thus  deriving  from  their  banner 

Light  by  night  and  shade  by  day, 
Safe  they  feed  upon  the  manna 

Which  he  gives  them  when  they  pray 

KEWTOir 

130.    Good  Tidings. 

1.  Shout  the  tidings  of  salvation 

To  the  aged  and  the  young, 
Till  the  precious  invitation 

Waken  every  heart  and  tongue  ; 
Shout  the  tidings  of  salvation 

O'er  the  prairies  of  the  wrest, 
Till  each  gathering  congregration, 

Yvrith  the  gospel  sound  is  blest 

2.  Shout  the  tidings  of  salvation, 

Mingling  with  the  ocean's  roar, 
Till  the  ships  of  every  nation 

Bear  the  news  from  shore  to  shore  ; 
Shout  the  tidings  of  salvation 

O'er  the  islands  of  the  sea, 
Till,  in  humble  adoration, 

All  to  Christ  shall  bow  the  knee. 
146 


HArPY  voices.      131,  132 

181.    Little  Things. 

1.  Little  drops  of  water 

Little  grains  of  sand, 
Make  the  mighty  ocean 
And  the  beauteous  land. 

2.  And  the  little  moments, 

Humble  though  they  be, 
Make  the  mighty  ages 
Of  eternity. 

3.  So  our  little  errors 

Lead  the  soul  away 
From  the  paths  of  virtue, 
Oft  in  sin  to  stray. 

4.  Little  deeds  of  kindness, 

Little  words  of  love, 
Make  our  earth  an  Eden 

Like  the  heaven  above. 
5   Little  seeds  of  mercy, 

Sown  by  youthful  hands, 
Grow  to  bless  the  nations 

Far  in  heathen  lands. 


132.    Praise  to  Christ. 
1.  Jesus,  high  in  glory, 

Lend  a  listening  ear  ; 
When  we  bow  before  thee, 

Infant  praises  hear. 


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2.  We  are  little  children, 

Weak  and  apt  to  stray ; 
Saviour,  guide  and  keep  us 
In  the  heavenly  way. 

3.  Save  us.  Lord,  from  sinning, 

Watch  us  day  by  day  ; 
Help  us  now  to  love  thee, 
Take  our  sins  away. 

4u  Then,  when  Jesus  calls  us 
To  our  heavenly  home, 
We  will  answer  gladly, 

"  Saviour,  Lord,  we  come." 


133.    Go  Work  To-Day. 

1.  There  's  a  voice  in  the  air, 
A  still  small  voice, 

And  it  comes  to  our  ear  while  we  play ; 
In  the  morning  it  comes, 

Though  we  heed  not  the  sound, 
And  at  noon  and  at  evening 
It  follows  us  round  : 
f|: "  Go  work  in  my  vineyard  to-day.  ":j| 

2.  T  is  the  voice  of  our  Father, 

From  heaven  it  comes, 
And  it  finds  us  wherever  we  stray ; 
In  the  field  or  the  town,, 
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In  the  house  or  the  street, 
Whether  welcome  or  not, 
The  same  accents  we  meet : 
[.':  '•  Go  work  in  my  vineyard  to-day. ":,'j 

3.  'T  is  our  Father  who  calls  ; 
He  calls  us  in  love  ; 

Let  us  hasten  that  call  to  obey : 
He  has  given  us  life 

And  each  good  we  enjoy ; 
Let  us  then  for  his  love 
All  our  efforts  employ  ; 
[|:"  We  '11  work  in  his  vineyard  to-day.  :|| 

4.  All  blessings  come  down 
From  his  throne  in  the  sky ; 

All  he  asks  is  that  we  should  obey  : 
He  has  saved  us  from  death  ; 

When  life's  journey  shall  end, 
He  will  love  us  for  ever, 
Our  Saviour  and  Friend  ; 
II: We  11  work  in  his  vineyard  to-dav.  :B 


13±.    I  Lore  a  Little  Child. 

L  I  love  a  little  child  with  his  sparkling  eye, 
And  his  cheek  like  the  blushing  rose  ; 
I  love  his  merry  laugh  and  his  sunny  face, 
When  the  joy  of  the  heart  overflows. 

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CHOEUS. 

Happy  little  children. 

fch  cares  light 
In  the  loving  heart  you  ?11  nnd 
A  warm  place  for  you. 

2.  I  love  a  little  child 
With  her  step  so  light, 

As  she  glides  like  a  spirit  by ; 

I  love  her  gentle  mirth 
And  her  soft  sweet  songs, 
Which  with  birds  of  the  wild-wood  vie.  B 
CHOP.rs — Happy  little  children,  etc 

3.  I  love  them  better  yet 
When  I  see  them  meet 

In  the  school  on  the  Sabbath-day, 
To  learn  their  Father's  will, 
And  his  | 

And  to  walk  in  the  I  way. 

i.  I  love  them  best  c  I 

When  their  wayward  hearts 
Are  sue  In  Saviour's  love  : 

Though  now  the  cross  they  be 

Yet  the  crown  they  Tl 
Whe„  -  to  their  home  above. 

a.  >  o. 
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135.    Do  What  You  Can. 

1.  Don't  think  there  is  nothing 
For  children  to  Jo. 
Becaiu  ..  t  work  like  a  m  in  . 

The  harvest  is  great 
.  .1  the  laborers  fe 
Then,  children,  do  all  that  you  can. 
chy: 
Children,  do  all  that  you  can ; 
Children,  do  all  that  you  can  ; 

,Teat 
And  the  laborers  few  : 
Then,  children,  do  all  that  you  can. 

•2.  You  think,  if  great  ridl 
You  had  at  command, 
Your  zeal  should  no  w  know 

Yon'  : ur  wealth 

'..  a  liberal  hand, 
And  succor  the  children  of  woe. 

Choeus — Children,  do  all,  etc. 

3.  But  what  if  you  've  naught 
■  penny  to  give  ? 
Then  give  it,  though  scanty  your  store  ; 
-  Tor  those  who  give  nothing 
When  little  they  have. 
When  wealthy  will  do  little  more. 
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4.  It  was  not  the  ofifring 

Of  pomp  and  of  power, 
It  was  not  the  golden  bequest — 
Ah  no,  'twas  the  mite 

From  the  hand  of  the  poor 
That  Jesus  applauded  and  blessed. 

5.  Then  do  n't  be  a  sluggard 

And  live  at  your  ease, 
And  life  with  vain  pleasures  beguile  ; 
But  ever  be  active 

And  busy  as  bees, 
And  God  on  your  labors  will  smile. 


136.    Little  Servants. 

1.  Oh  what  can  little  hands,  little  hands  do 

To  please  the  King  of  heaven  ? 
The  little  hands  some  work  may  try 
To  help  the  poor  in  misery — 

Such  grace  to  mine  be  given. 

2.  Oh  what  can  little  lips,  little  lips  do 

To  please  the  King  of  heaven  ? 
The  little  lips  can  praise  and  pray. 
And  gentle  words  of  kindness  say — 

Such  grace  to  mine  be  given. 
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3.  Oh  what  can  little  eyes,  little  eyes  do 

To  please  the  King  of  heaven  ? 
The  little  eyes  can  upward  look, 
Can  Jearn  to  read  God's  holy  book  : 

Such  grace  to  mine  be  given. 

4.  Oh  what  can  little  hearts,  little  hearts  do 

To  please  the  King  of  heaven  ? 
The  hearts,  if  God  his  Spirit  send, 
Can  love  and  trust  the  children's  Friend: 

Such  grace  to  mine  be  given. 

5.  When  hearts  and  hands  and  lips  unite 

To  please  the  King  of  heaven, 
And  serve  the  Saviour  with  delight, 
They  are  most  precious  in  his  sight : 

Such  grace  to  mine  be  given. 


137.    Morning  Songs. 

1.  As  the  birds  in  shady  wildwood 
Cheer  the  weary  traveller, 
So  the  songs  of  blooming  childhood 
Cheer  the  heart  oppressed  with  care. 

CHORUS. 

||: Happy  voices,  happy  voices, 
Precious  gift  from  God  above.  :|| 
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138  HYMNS    OF 

2.  Welcome,  hour  of  pure  enjoyment, 

When  the  tuneful  band  unite 
In  the  heaven  approved  employment 
Of  the  ransomed  saints  in  light. 

3.  Every  loving  heart  rejoices, 

And  the  angel  flight  delays  ; 
For  't  is  sweet  when  hearts  and  voices 
Blend  in  songs  of  sacred  praise. 

4u  Precious  youth,  in  life's  bright  morning 
Train  ye  for  the  heavenly  choir  ; 
From  the  ways  of  folly  turning, 

To  a  heavenly  harp  aspire.  a.  a.  g 


138.    A  Happy  Home. 

1.  I  have  a  home,  a  happy  home, 

And  friends  who  love  me  there  ; 
With  daily  bread  I  still  am  fed, 

Have  still  warm  clothes  to  wear  : 
I  Ve  health  and  strength  in  every  limb, 

How  grateful  should  I  be  ; 
How  shall  I  show  my  love  to  Him 

Who  shows  such  love  to  me  *? 

2.  While  some  are  blind,  or  deaf,  or  lame, 

I  hear  the  sweet  birds  sing, 
Can  bound  along  with  joyful  song, 

Can  watch  the  flowers  of  spring  ; 
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HAPPY    VOICES.  loO 

No  wasting  pain  my  eye  to  dim, 
From  want  and  sickness  free  ; 

How  shall  I  show  my  love  to  Him 
Who  shows  such  love  to  me  ? 

And  blessings  greater  still  than  these 

A  gracious  God  has  given — 
The  precious  word  of  Christ  our  Lord 

To  guide  my  feet  to  heaven. 
Among  the  shining  cherubim 

I  trust  my  home  shall  be  : 
How  shall  I  show  my  love  to  Him 

Who  shows  such  love  to  me  ? 

My  God,  I  am  a  feeble  child ; 

Oh  teach  me  to  obey. 
With  humble  fear  to  serve  thee  here, 

To  watch  and  praise  and  pray  : 
My  love  is  weak,  my  faith  is  dim, 

But  grace  I  ask  from  thee. 
That  I  may  prove  my  love  for  Him 

"Who  loved  and  died  for  me. 


139.    Sunday-School  Battle  Song. 

1.  Marching  on,  marching  on, 
Glad  as  birds  on  the  wing, 
Come  the  bright  ranks  of  children 
From  near  and  from  far  ; 

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Happy  hearts,  full  of  song, 
'Neath  our  banners  we  bring, 

Little  soldiers  of  Zion, 
Prepared  for  the  war. 

CHORUS. 

Marching  on,  marching  on, 
Sound  the  battle  cry,  sound  the  battle  cry, 
For  the  Saviour  is  before  us, 
And  for  him  we  draw  the  sword  : 
Marching  on,  marching  on, 
Shout  the  victory,  shout  the  victory  ! 
We  will  end  the  battle  singing, 
< 'Hallelujah  to  the  Lord.' 

2.  Pressing  on,  pressing  on 

To  the  din  of  the  fray, 
"With  the  firm  tread  of  faith 

To  the  battle  we  go  ; 
'Mid  the  cheering  of  angels 

Cur  ranks  march  away, 
With  our  flags  pointing  ever 

Eight  on  towards  the  foe. 
Chorus — Marching  on,  etc 

3.  Fighting  on,  fighting  on. 

In  the  midst  of  the  strife, 
At  the  call  of  our  Captain 
We  draw  every  sword  : 
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HAPPI    VOIt  140 

We  are  battling  for  God. 

We  are  struggling  for  life  : 
L  t  us  strike  every  rebel 

That  fights  gainst  the  Lord. 

Singing  on.  singing  on. 
From  the  battle  we  come  ; 

•  nag  bears  a  wreath, 
Every  soldier  renown  ; 

oly  angels  are  waiting 
To  welcome  us  home, 
And  the  Saviour  will  give  us 
A  robe  and  a  crown. 


140.    Gloria  in  Excclsis. 

1.  Glohy  be  to  God  on  high, 

And  on  earth  peace,  good-will  towards  men. 

2.  We  praise  thee,  we  bless  thee,  we  worship  thee, 
We  glorify  thee,  we  give  thanks  to  thee  for 

thy  great  glory. 

3.  For  thou  only  art  holy, 
Thou  only  art  the  Lord. 

4.  Thou  only.  O  Christ,  with  the  Holy  Ghost, 
Art  most  high  in  the  glory  of  God  the  Fa- 
ther.    Amen. 

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141  HYMNS    OF 

141.    Love  at  Home. 

1.  There  is  beauty  all  around, 

When  there 's  love  at  home  ; 
There  is  joy  in  every  sound, 

When  there 's  love  at  home. 
Peace  and  plenty  here  abide, 
Smiling  sweet  on  every  side. 
Time  doth  softly,  sweetly  glide, 

When  there 's  love  at  home. 

2.  In  the  cottage  there  is  joy, 

When  there 's  love  at  home  ; 
Hate  and  envy  ne'er  annoy, 

When  there 's  love  at  home. 
Hoses  blossom  'neath  our  feet, 
All  the  earth 's  a  garden  sweet 
Making  life  a  bliss  complete, 

When  there 's  love  at  home. 

3.  Kindly  heaven  smiles  above, 

When  there 's  love  at  home  ; 
All  the  earth  is  filled  with  love, 

When  there 's  love  at  home. 
Sweeter  sings  the  brooklet  by, 
Brighter  beams  the  azure  sky  ; 
Oh.  there's  One  who  smiles  on  high 

When  there 's  love  at  home. 
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Jesus,  show  thy  mercy  mine, 
Then  there  's  love  at  home  ; 
Sweetly  whisper,  I  am  thine, 
Then  there  's  love  at  home. 
Source  of  love,  thy  cheering  light 
Far  exceeds  the  sun  so  bright — 
Can  dispel  the  gloom  of  night ; 
Then  there  's  love  at  home. 


142.    I'm  a  Little  Pilgrim. 

1.  I'm  a  little  pilgrim 

And  a  stranger  here  ; 
Though  this  world  is  pleasant, 

Sin  is  always  near. 
There 's  a  better  country. 

Where  there  is  no  sin, 
Where  the  tones  of  sorrow 

Xever  enter  in. 

2.  But  a  little  pilgrim 

Must  have  garments  clean, 
If  he  'd  wear  the  white  robes 

And  with  Christ  be  seen. 
Jesus,  cleanse  and  save  me, 

Teach  me  to  obey  ; 
Holy  Spirit,  guide  me  * 

On  my  heavenly  way. 

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143,  144  HYMNS    OF 

143,    Little  Child's  Prayer* 

1.  Jesus,  tender  Saviour, 

Hast  thou  died  for  me  ? 
Make  me  very  thankful 

In  my  heart  to  thee. 
"When  the  sad,  sad  story 

Of  thy  grief  I  read, 
Make  me  very  sorry 

For  my  sins  indeed. 

2.  Now  I  know  thou  livest, 

And  dost  plead  for  me  ; 
Make  me  very  thankful 

In  my  prayers  to  thee. 
Soon  I  hope  in  glory 

At  thy  side  to  stand  ; 
Make  me  meet  to  see  thee 

In  that  happy  land. 


144.    The  Good  Shepherd. 

1.  Jesus  is  our  Shepherd, 
Wiping  every  tear ; 
Folded  in  his  bosom, 

What  have  we  to  fear  ? 
Only  let  us  follow 

Whither  he  doth  lead, 
To  the  thirsty  desert, 
Or  the  dewy  mead. 
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<~ur  Shepl 
Well  we  know  his  voice  ; 
How  its  gentlest  whi 

Makes  our  heart  rejoice! 

n  when  he  chideth, 
Tender  is  his  tone  ; 
::e  but  he  shall  guide  us, 
We  are  his  alone. 

3.  Jesus  is  our  ShepL 

For  the  sheep  he  bled ; 

mb  is  spriz."- 
With  the  blood  he  d 

Dark  with  fearful  glc    m, 
We  will  fear  no  evil, 

tomb. 


1-io.    >'otv  the  Sabbath  Eve  Declining. 

1.  Xow  the  Sabbath  eve  declh  :' 
Sheds  around  a  hallowed  1 

re  shining 
With  a  radiance  pure  an  . 
Soft  and  gentle  be  the  numbers 

Which  our  grateful  Bj 
God  above,  while  nature  slumbers, 
r.  Oh  hear  our  song 

11  *  161 


146  HYMNS   OF 

2.  May  the  words  of  inspiration 

Which  our  ears  have  heard  to-day, 
Wake  a  holy  contemplation, 

Call  our  souls  from  earth  away. 
While  with  hearts  and  voices  blending, 

Up  to  heaven  our  thoughts  we  raise, 
Thou  to  mortal  vows  attending, 

Hear,  Oh  hear  our  song  of  praise. 


146.    God  is  Sear  Thee. 

1.  God  is  near  thee. 
Therefore  cheer  thee, 

Sad  soul ; 
He  '11  defend  thee 
When  around  thee 

Billows  roll. 

2.  Calm  thy  sadness, 
Look  in  gladness 

On  high  ; 
Faint  and  weary, 
Pilgrim,  cheer  thee, 

Help  is  nigh. 

3.  Mark  the  sea-bird, 
Wildly  wheeling 

Through  the  skies 
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HAPPY    VOICES.  147 

God  defends  him, 

God  attends  him 

When  he  cries. 

£.  God  is  near  thee, 
Therefore  cheer  thee, 

Sad  soul ; 
He  '11  defend  thee 
When  around  thee 

Billows  roll 


117.    Memory. 

1.  When  shall  we  meet  again — 

Meet,  ne'er  to  sever  ? 
When  shall  peace  wreathe  her  chain 

Round  us  for  ever  ? 
Our  hearts  will  ne'er  repose. 
Safe  from  each  blast  that  blows, 
In  this  dark  world  of  woes — 

Never,  no,  never. 

2.  When  shall  love  freely  now, 

Pure  as  life 's  river  ? 
When  shall  sweet  friendship  glow 

Changeless  for  ever  ? 
Where  joys  celestial  thrill, 
Where  bliss  each  heart  shall  nil, 
And  fears  of  parting  chill — 

Never,  no,  never. 

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148  HYMNS    OF 

3.  Up  to  that  world  of  light, 

Take  us,  dear  Saviour  ; 
May  we  all  there  unite, 

Happy  for  ever ; 
Where  kindred  spirits  dwell, 
There  may  our  music  swell, 
And  time  our  joys  dispel — 

Never,  no,  never. 

4.  Soon  shall  we  meet  again — 

Meet,  ne'er  to  sever  ; 
Soon  will  peace  wreathe  her  chain 

Bound  us  for  ever  : 
Our  hearts  will  then  repose 
Secure  from  worldly  foes  ; 
Our  songs  of  praise  shall  close — 

Never,  no,  never. 


118.    Our  Own  Dear  Home, 

.Home,  dear  home,  we  never  can  forget ; 
Friends,  dear  friends,  we  often  there  have  met; 
Pressed  by  care,  or  pierced  by  grief, 
Home  has  afforded  us  a  sweet  relief. 

CHOEUS. 

Tender  memories  round  thee  twine, 
Like  the  ivy  green  round  the  pine  ; 
Over  land  and  sea  we  may  roam, 
Still  will  we  cherish  thee,  our  own  dear  koine. 
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HAPPY    VOICES.  1-, 

2.  Liu  -  I  by  -  -in  we  seek  a  foreign  shore, 

ucy  heap  the  golden  ore  ; 
ind 
1;  it  in  the  homestead  in  our  native  land. 
Choi.::-  —Tender  memories,  etc. 

3.  On  the  gilded  page  of  earthly  fame 
Some  may  pa:.  ir  name  ; 
Round  our  names  no  wreath  m. 

But  you  may  read  them  on  the  old  home  I 
Ohobub — Tender  mem 

i.  Pa::.  ire  holds  the  flowing  bowl, 

Mirth  and  music  lure  the  careless  soul ; 
But  with  us  at  home,  you  '11  find 
Home  joys  that  never  leave  a  sting  beh 

5.  Firmly  bound  by  silver  chains  of  love, 
Here  are  foretastes  of  the  home  above  : 
Thou  from  whom  all  blessings  come, 
Help  us  to  praise  thee  for  a  Christian  home. 


U9.    A  Beautiful  Home. 

1.  Title's  a  beautiful  home  for  thee,  1  : 
A  home,  a  home  for  thee  ; 
In  that  land  of  bliss  where  pleasure  is, 
re  brother,  's  a  home  for  thee. 
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1-49  HYMNS    OF 

CHORUS. 

A  beautiful  home  for  thee,  brother, 

A  beautiful  home  for  thee  ; 
In  that  land  of  bliss  'where  pleasure  is, 

There,  brother,  's  a  home  for  thee. 

2.  There 's  a  beautiful  rest  for  thee,  brother, 

A  rest,  a  rest  for  thee  ; 
In  those  mansions  above  -where  all  is  love, 
There,  brother,  's  a  rest  for  thee. 
Chorus— A  beautiful  rest,  etc. 

3.  There 's  a  beautiful  crown  for  thee,  brother^ 

A  crown,  a  crown  for  thee, 
"When  the  battle  is  done,  and  the  victory  won, 
Our  Saviour  will  give  it  to  thee. 
Chorus — A  beautiful  crown,  etc. 

•4.  There 's  a  beautiful  robe  for  thee,  brother, 
A  robe,  a  robe  for  thee  ; 
A  robe  of  white,  so  pure  and  bright, 
A  glorious  robe  for  thee. 

Chorus — A  beautiful  robe,  etc. 

5.  Wilt  seek  that  beautiful  home,  brother, 
That  home,  that  home  above  ; 
In  that  land  of  light,  where  all  is  bright, 
That  land  where  all  is  love  ? 

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HAPPY    VOICES.  150 

150.    Home  in  the  Skies. 

1.  We're  passing  along 

To  our  home  in  the  skies ; 
This  garb  of  the  pilgrim 

Our  Master  supplies ; 
No  costly  attire 

Worn  by  kings  of  the  earth 
Ever  rivalled  its  whiteness 

Or  equalled  its  worth. 

CHORUS. 

Home  in  the  skies, 
Happy  home  in  the  skies  ; 
"SYe  ?re  passing  along 
To  our  home  in  the  skies. 
Tken  come  join  our  band, 
Take  the  staff  in  your  hand, 
And  with  us  pass  along 
To  our  home  in  the  skies. 

2.  The  world  may  allure  us 

With  promise  and  smile, 
And  Satan  our  garments 

Of  white  may  defile, 
And  pleasure  may  knock 

At  the  door  of  our  heart ; 
But  we  '11  look  unto  Jesus 
And  bid  them  depart 

Chorus — Home  in  the  skies,  etc. 
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151  HYMNS    OF 

3.  When  weary,  we  '11  lean 

On  the  arm  of  our  Guide  ; 
When  thirsty,  we  '11  drink 

Of  the  stream  by  our  side  ; 
When  hungry,  we  '11  feed 

On  the  manna  around  ; 
And  when  struck  by  the  foe, 

There 's  a  balm  for  the  wound 

4.  And  oft  in  the  distance 

Our  home  we  behold, 
Its  gates  made  of  pearl 

And  its  courts  paved  with  gold ; 
Its  pastures  so  fresh 

And  its  fountains  so  clear, 
While  the  anthems  of  praise 

Faintly  fall  on  the  ear.  a.  a.  g. 


151.    Happy  Home  Above. 

1.  We  soon  shall  leave  this  foreign  land, 
And  cross  the  flowing  river, 
And  in  our  Saviour's  presence  stand, 
And  sing  his  praise  for  ever. 

CHOKUS. 

Oh  happy  home  above,  Oh  happy  home  above, 
Through  endless  days  we  '11  sing  the  praise 
Of  Jesus  and  his  love. 
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HAPPY    VOICES.  152 

2.  No  sorrow  there  ;  from  radiant  eyes 

Xo  tears  of  grief  are  starting  ; 
No  sad  farewell,  no  laboring  sighs, 
When  friend  from  friend  is  parting. 

3.  No  lurking  foe,  no  hidden  snare, 

Shall  ever  more  beguile  us  ; 
No  pleasures  false,  as  well  as  fair, 
Shall  ever  more  defile  us. 

4.  Then,  children,  now  repent,  believe, 

And  walk  the  path  of  duty  ; 
Then  in  the  home  above  you  11  live, 
Where  reigns  immortal  beauty. 


152.    The  Good  Shepherd. 

1.  The  Lord  is  my  Shepherd, 

He  makes  me  repose 
Where  the  pastures  in  beauty  are  growing, 
He  leads  me  afar 

From  the  world  and  its  woes, 
Where  in  peace  the  still  waters  are  flowing. 

2.  He  strengthens  my  spirit, 

He  shows  me  the  path 
Where  the  arms  of  his  love  shall  enfold  me. 
And  when  I  walk  through 
The  dark  valley  of  death, 
His  rod  and  his  staff  will  uphold  me. 

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153.    Shepherd  of  Israel. 

1.  Oh  tell  me,  Thou  life 

And  delight  of  my  soul, 
Where  the  flock  of  thy  pasture  are  feeding  ; 
I  seek  thy  protection, 

I  need  thy  control, 
I  would  go  where  my  Shepherd  is  leading. 

2.  Oh  tell  me  the  place 

Where  thy  flock  are  at  rest, 
Where  the  noontide  will  find  them  reposing  ; 
The  tempest  now  rages, 
My  soul  is  distressed, 
And  the  pathway  of  peace  I  am  losing. 

3.  Oh  why  should  I  stray 

With  the  flocks  of  thy  foes, 
'Mid  the  desert  where  now  they  are  roving, 
Where  hunger  and  thirst, 

Where  affliction  and  woes, 
And  temptations  their  ruin  are  proving  ? 

4.  Oh  when  shall  my  foes 

And  my  wanderings  cease, 
And  the  follies  that  fill  me  with  weeping? 
Thou  Shepherd  of  Israel, 
Restore  me  that  peace 
Thou  dost  give  to  the  flock  thou  art  keeping 
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5.  A  Toice  from  the  Shepherd 

Now  bids  thee  return 

By  the  way  where  the  footprints  are  lying  : 

No  longer  to  wander, 

No  longer  to  mourn, 

Oh  fair  one,  now  homeward  be  flying. 

HASTLSGa 


154.    Morning  Song1. 

1.  Once  more,  my  soul,  the  rising  day 

Salutes  my  waking  eyes  ; 
Once  more,  my  voice,  thy  tribute  pay 
To  Him  who  rules  the  skies. 

2.  Night  unto  night  his  name  repeats, 

The  day  renews  the  sound, 
Wide  as  the  heavens  on  which  he  sits 
To  turn  the  seasons  round. 

3.  'T  is  he  supports  my  mortal  frame  ; 

My  tongue  shall  speak  his  praise  ; 
Iffy  sins  would  rouse  his  wrath  to  flame, 
And  yet  his  wrath  dela}*s. 

4.  Great  God,  let  all  my  hours  be  thine, 

While  I  enjoy  the  light ; 
Then  shall  my  sun  in  smiles  decline, 
And  bring  a  pleasant  night.  watts, 

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155.    The  Hope  of  Heaven, 

1.  When  I  can  read  my  title  clear 

To  mansions  in  the  skies, 
I  bid  farewell  to  every  fear, 
And  wipe  my  weeping  eyes. 

2.  Should  earth  against  my  soul  engage, 

And  hellish  darts  be  hurled, 

Then  I  can  smile  at  Satan's  rage, 

And  face  a  frowning  world. 

3.  Let  cares,  like  a  wild  deluge,  come, 

And  storms  of  sorrow  fall ; 
May  I  but  safely  reach  my  home, 
My  God,  my  heaven,  my  all — 

4.  There  shall  I  bathe  my  weary  soul 

In  seas  of  heavenly  rest, 
And  not  a  wave  of  trouble  roll 
Across  my  peaceful  breast.        w^rrs. 


15G.    A  Daily  Petition. 

1.  Father,  whate'er  of  earthly  bliss 
Thy  sovereign  will  denies, 

Accepted  at  thy  throne  of  grace 
Let  this  petition  rise : 

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2.  "Give  me  a  calm,  a  thankful  heart. 

From  every  murmur  free  ; 
The  blessings  of  thy  grace  impart. 
And  let  me  live  to  thee. 

3.  "Let  the  sweet  hope  that  I  am  thine 

My  life  and  death  attend  ; 
Thy  presence  through  my  journey  shine, 
And  crown  my  journey's  end."  steele. 


157.    Jerusalem  Above. 

SL  Jerusalem,  my  happy  home, 
Xarae  ever  dear  to  me, 
"When  shall  my  labors  have  an  end 
In  joy  and  peace  and  thee  ? 

2.  "When  shall  these  eyes  thy  heaven-built  walls 

And  pearly  gates  behold, 
Thy  bulwarks  with  salvation  strong.. 
And  streets  of  shining  gold  ? 

3.  Oh  when,  thou  city  of  my  God, 

Shall  I  thy  courts  ascend, 
Where  congregations  ne'er  break  up. 
And  Sabbaths  have  no  end  I 

4.  There  happier  bowers  than  Eden  bloom, 

Nor  sin,  nor  sorrow  know  : 
Blest  seats,  through  rude  and  stormy  scene* 
I  onward  press  to  you. 

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5.  Jerusalem,  my  happy  home 
My  soul  still  pants  for  thee  ; 
Then  shall  my  labors  have  an  end 
When  I  thy  joys  shall  see.   c.  weslet. 


158.    Christmas  Hymn. 

1.  Christ  is  born,  and  heaven  rejoices, 

Judah's  plain  is  bathed  in  light ; 
Thousand,  thousand  harps  and  voices 
Break  the  silence  of  the  night. 

CHORUS. 

|| :  Glory  in  the  highest,  glory, 
Peace  on  earth,  good- will  to  men.  :j| 

2.  Christ  is  born,  the  Lord's  Anointed 

Leaves  the  heavenly  world  awhile, 
Enters  on  the  work  appointed, 
God'  and  man  to  reconcile. 
Chorus — Glory  in  the  highest,  etc. 

3.  To  the  lost  he  brings  salvation, 

Freedom  to  the  captive  slave  ; 
Peace  amid  death's  desolation, 
Victory  o'er  the  boasting  grave. 

4.  Christ  is  born,  Oh  wondrous  story ! 

Lord  of  life,  yet  born  to  die ; 
Sorrow's  child,  yet  King  of  glory  ; 

Born  to  rule  and  reign  on  high. 
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5.  Royal  babe,  though  few  enthrone  him, 
Few  their  grateful  offerings  bring, 
All  the  tribes  of  earth  shall  own  him 
Prince  of  peace,  creation's  King.  a.  a.  a 


159.    Star  of  Bethlehem. 

1.  Saw  you  never  in  the  twilight, 

When  the  sun  has  left  the  skies, 
Up  in  heaven  the  clear  stars  shining 

Through  the  gloom  like  silver  eyes  ? 
So  of  old,  the  wise  men  watching, 

Saw  a  little  stranger  star, 
And  they  knew  the  King  was  given, 

And  they  followed  it  from  far. 

2.  Heard  you  never  of  the  story 

How  they  crossed  the  desert  wild, 
Journeyed  on  by  plain  and  mountain> 

Till  they  found  the  holy  Child- 
How  they  opened  all  their  treasure, 

Kneeling  to  that  infant  King, 
Gave  the  gold  and  fragrant  incense, 

Gave  the  myrrh  in  offering  ? 

3.  Know  you  not  that  lowly  infant 

Was  the  bright  and  Morning  Star, 
He  who  came  to  light  the  Gentiles 
And  the  darkened  isles  afar  ? 

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]G0  HYMNS    OF 

And  we  too  may  seek  his  cradle, 

There  our  hearts'  best  treasure  bring ; 

Love  and  faith  and  true  devotion, 
For  our  Saviour,  God.  and  King. 


100.    Christmas  Song. 

1.  The  city's  hum  was  hushed  and  still. 
And  silence  reigned  o'er  vale  and  hill ; 
The  birds  had  sought  the  sheltering  tree, 
The  flocks  were  folded  tenderly  ; 

No  sound  of  life  was  on  the  breeze, 
That  murmured  through  the  olive-trees, 
And  'mid  the  stars  heaven's  brightest  gem 
Shone  over  sleeping  Bethlehem  : 

CHORUS. 

Good  tidings,  good  tidings, 

Good  tidings  of  great  joy ! 
On  this  blest  morn  a  Prince  is  born ! 

Good  tidings  of  great  joy ! 
The  Prince  of  peace,  the  Incarnate  Worclj 
A  Saviour,  Christ  the  Lord ! 

Glory  to  God  in  the  highest,  then, 
Glory  to  God  in  the  highest, 

And  on  earth  peace,  good- will  to  men. 

2.  In  rapturous  tones  that  strain  arose, 
And  burst  upon  the  night's  repose  ; 

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A  white-winged  legion  from  on  high 
With  dazzing  glory  filled  the  sky  : 
The  music  of  the  angel  band 
Went  floating  o'er  the  Holy  Land, 
While  on  the  listening  shepherds'  ear 
Still  rang  that  chorus  loud  and  clear — 
Chorus — Good  tidings,  etc. 

The  vision  faded  from  the  sight, 
Hushed  were  those  voices  of  the  night, 
And  brightly  dawned  upon  the  earth 
The  morning  of  our  Saviour's  birth  : 
Oh  morn  of  gladness,  day  of  joy, 
Well  may  thy  praise  our  tongues  employ ! 
Well  may  we  join  that  song  of  love 
First  sung  by  minstrels  from  above. 
Chorus — Good  tidings,  etc.     s.  h.  thateb. 


161.    Christmas  Carol. 

1.  We  three  kings  of  Orient  are  ; 
Bearing  gifts  we  traverse  afar 
Field  and  fountain, 
Moor  and  mountain, 
Following  yonder  star. 

CHORUS. 

Oh  star  of  wonder,  star  of  night, 
Star  with  royal  beauty  bright, 

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Westward  leading, 
Still  proceeding, 
Guide  us  to  the  perfect  Light. 

2.  Born  a  King  on  Bethlehem's  plain, 
Gold  I  bring  to  crown  him  again — 

King  for  ever, 
Ceasing  never 
Over  us  all  to  reign. 

Chorus — Oh  star  of  wonder,  etc 

3.  Frankincense  to  offer  have  I : 
Incense  owns  a  deity  nigh  ; 

Prayer  and  praising 
All  men  raising, 
Worship  him  God  on  high. 

Chorus — Oh  star  of  wonder,  etc. 

4.  Myrrh  is  mine  :  its  bitter  perfume 
Breathes  a  life  of  gathering  gloom- 
Sorrowing,  sighing, 
Bleeding,  dying, 

Sealed  in  the  stone-cold  tomb. 

5.  Glorious  now  behold  him  arise, 
King  and  God  and  Sacrifice  ; 

Heaven  singing 
Hallelujah ; 
Joyous  the  earth  replies. 
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lf>2.    Seeking  Chrfc 

1.  Saviour,  listen  to  our  pi 

Foor  and  sinful  though  we  are  ; 
Guilt-confessing, 

Give  thy  blessing, 
Grant  us  thy  loving  care. 

CHORUS, 

O  God  our  Father,  Christ  our  King, 
Now  to  thee  our  hearts  we  bring  ; 

Keep  them  ever, 

Blessed  Saviour, 
Till  in  heaven  thy  love  we  sing. 

2.  Strength  is  thine ;  we  often  stray 
From  thy  pure  and  holy  way  ; 

\Vitt  thou  guide  us, 
Walk  beside  us, 
Nearer  every  day  ? 

Chorus— 0  God  our  Father,  etc. 

3.  Then  may  we,  when  life  is  o'er, 
Stand  with  thee  on  yonder  shore. 

Freed  from  sinning, 
Heaven  winning, 
Praising  evermore. 

nog — 0  God  our  Father,  etc. 
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163.    Angels'  Welcome. 

1.  My  home  is  in  heaven, 

My  rest  is  not  here, 
Then  why  should  I  murmur 

When  trials  appear  ? 
Be  hushed,  my  dark  spirit, 

The  worst  that  can  come 
But  shortens  my  journey 

And  hastens  me  home. 

CHOEUS. 

Then  the  angels  will  come, 

With  their  music  will  come, 
With  music,  sweet  music 

To  welcome  me  home  ; 
In  the  bright  gates  of  crystal 

The  shining  ones  will  stand, 
And  sing  me  a  welcome 

To  their  own  native  land. 

2.  It  is  not  for  me 

To  be  seeking  my  bliss, 
And  building  my  hopes 
In  a  region  like  this  ; 
I  look  for  a  city 

Which  hands  have  not  piled, 
I  pant  for  a  country 
By  sin  undenled. 

Choeus — Then  the  angels,  etc. 
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3.  The  thorn  and  the  thistle 

Around  me  may  grow  ; 
I  would  not  recline 

Upon  roses  below ; 
I  ask  not  my  portion, 

I  seek  not  my  rest 
Till  I  find  them  for  ever 

On  Jesus'  own  breast. 


1(U.    "Ke  is  Risen." 

'  He  is  risen,  he  is  not  here  ; 

Seek  him  not  among  the  dead. 
He  is  living,  do  not  fear." 

So  the  white-robed  angel  said. 
He  hath  conquered  every  foe, 

He  hath  shown  his  power  to  save, 
W~hen  he  took  the  sting  from  death 

.And  the  victory  from  the  grave. 

GHOBD& 

Then  with  one  heart  and  voice 
Let  all  the  earth  rejoice  ; 
Let  all  the  living  join  the  strain. 
And  angels  shout  it  back  again  : 
The  Lord  is  risen,  the  Lord  is  risen ! 
Rejoice,  rejoice,  rejoice,  rejoice! 

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2.  He  is  risen,  he  is  not  here  , 

On  the  earth  he  walks  no  more  ; 
All  his  trials,  all  his  toils, 

All  his  grief  and  shame  are  o'er  ; 
All  his  purpose  is  fulfilled, 

All  his  work  on  earth  is  done  : 
He  whom  sinners  put  to  death 

Sitteth  on  the  great  white  throne. 
Choetjs — Then  with  one  heart,  etc. 

3.  He  is  risen,  he  is  not  here — 

Not  indeed  to  mortal  eyes \ 
But  we  all  who  die  with  him, 

Shall  again  with  him  arise. 
'T  is  in  him  alone  we  live  ; 

And  because  he  lives  again — 
Blessed  promise,  glorious  hope ! 

We  shall  with  him  live  and  reign. 

S.  H.  TBATE3, 

165.    Morning  Hymn, 

1.  Now  the  shades  of  night  are  gone, 
Now  the  morning  light  is  come  ; 
Lord,  we  would  be  thine  to-day  ; 
Drive  the  shades  of  sin  away. 

2.  Fill  our  souls  with  heavenly  light 
Banish  doubt  and  clear  our  sight : 
In  thy  service,  Lord,  to-day, 
Help  us  labor,  help  us  pray. 

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3.  Keep  our  wayward  passions  bound, 
Save  us  from  our  foes  around ; 
Going  out  and  coming  in, 

Keep  us  safe  from  every  sin. 

4.  When  our  work  of  life  is  past, 
Oh  receive  us  all  at  last ; 

Sin's  dark  night  shall  be  no  more 
When  we  reach  the  heavenly  shore. 

hast.  coll. 


166.    Sabbath  Morning. 

1.  Christ  the  Lord  is  risen  to-day, 
Sons  of  men  and  angels  say  : 
Eaise  your  joys  and  triumphs  high, 
Sing,  ye  heavens,  and  earth  reply. 

2.  Love's  redeeming  work  is  done, 
Fought  the  fight,  the  victory  won  : 
Jesus'  agony  is  o'er, 

Darkness  veils  the  earth  no  more. 

3.  Tain  the  stone,  the  watch,  the  seal ; 
Christ  has  burst  the  gates  of  hell ; 
Death  in  vain  forbids  him  rise, 
Christ  has  opened  paradise. 

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4.  Lives  again  our  glorious  King ! 

"Where,  0  death,  is  now  thy  sting?" 
Once  he  died  our  souls  to  save  ; 
"Where 's  thy  victory,  boasting  grave  ?" 

CUDWOET3. 

167.    Evening  Aspirations. 

1.  Softly  now  the  light  of  day 
Fades  upon  my  sight  away  ; 
Free  from  care,  from  labor  free, 
Lord,  I  would  commune  with  thee. 

2.  Soon  for  me  the  light  of  day 
Shall  for  ever  pass  away  ; 
Then,  from  sin  and  sorrow  free, 
Take  me,  Lord,  to  dwell  with  thee. 

DOAJJR 

168.    Pilgrim  Song. 

1.  A  few  more  years  shall  roll, 
A  few  more  seasons  come, 
And  we  shall  be  with  those  that  rest 

Asleep  within  the  tomb. 
Then,  O  my  Lord,  prepare 

My  soul  for  that  great  day ; 
Oh  wash  me  in  thy  precious  blood, 
And  take  my  sins  away. 
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2.  A  few  more  suns  shall  set 

O'er  these  dark  hills  of  time  ; 
And  we  shall  be  where  suns  are  not — 

A  for  serener  clime. 
Then,  O  my  Lord,  prepare 

Ify  soul  for  that  blest  day  ; 
Oh  wash  me  in  thy  precious  blood, 

And  take  my  sins  away. 

3.  A  few  more  storms  shall  beat 

On  this  wild  rocky  shore  ; 
And  we  shall  be  where  tempests  cease, 

And  surges  swell  no  more. 
Then,  0  my  Lord,  prepare 

My  soul  for  that  calm  day  ; 
Oh  wash  me  in  thy  precious  blood, 

And  take  my  sins  away. 

•L  A  few  more  struggles  here, 

A  few  more  partings  o'er, 
A  few  more  toils,  a  few  more  tears, 

And  we  shall  weep  no  more. 
Then,  0  my  Lord,  prepare 

My  soul  for  that  blest  day  ; 
Oh  wash  me  in  thy  precious  blood. 

And  take  my  sins  away. 

5.  A  few  more  Sabbaths  here 
Shall  cheer  us  on  our  way  ; 
And  we  shall  reach  the  endless  rest, 
The  eternal  Sabbath-da  v. 

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109  HYMNS    OF 

Then,  O  my  Lord,  prepare 
My  soul  for  that  sweet  day  ; 

Oh  wash  me  in  thy  precious  blood, 
And  take  my  sins  away. 

6.  'T  is  but  a  little  while 

And  He  shall  come  again, 
"Who  died  that  we  might  live,  who  lives 

That  we  with  Him  may  reign. 
Then,  0  my  Lord,  prepare 

My  soul  for  that  glad  day  ; 
Oh  wash  me  in  thy  precious  blood, 

And  take  my  sins  away.  bokjjl, 


169,    My  Heavenly  Home. 

1.  This  world  is  not  my  home,  I  know, 

For  sin  and  sorrow  wound  me  ; 
But  mercy  tempers  every  blow, 
And  goodness  smiles  around  me. 

CHOKTTS. 

Then  let  my  lot  be  what  it  may, 
Come  gladness,  or  come  sorrow, 

I  'm  nearer  to  my  home  to-day, 
And  may  be  there  to-morrow. 

2.  The  tear  may  fall,  the  heart  may  bleed, 

And  all  look  dark  and  dreary  ; 
But  love  divine  supplies  my  need, 

And  cheers  the  spirit  weary. 
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3.  As  falls  the  leaf  when  touched  by  frost 

So  loved  ones  fall  around  me  ; 

But  'tis  by  mercy's  hand  are  loosed 

The  ties  that  fondly  bound  me. 

4.  With  heart  resigned,  I  bid  adieu 

To  those  who  love,  but  leave  me  ; 
My  home,  my  heavenly  home's  in  view. 
"Where  death  shall  ne'er  bereave  me. 

5.  My  heavenly  home,  where  Jesus  reigns ! 

"When  I  behold  thy  glory, 
I  '11  walk  thy  ever-verdant  plains, 

And  sing  redemption's  story.       a.  a.  a 


170.    A  Happy  New-Tear  to  Thee. 

1.  A  happy  New-year  to  thee,  father, 

A  happy  New-Year  to  thee ! 
Oh,  could  I  thy  portion  appoint,  father, 

How  blessed  that  portion  should' be. 
Thy  pathway  I  'd  strew  with  bright  flowers, 
father, 

And  wing  every  moment  with  joy  ; 
No  sorrow  should  ruffle  thy  brow,  father, 

No  cankering  care  should  annoy. 

2.  A  happy  New-year  to  thee,  mother, 

A  happy  New-year  to  thee  ! 
I  think  of  thy  toils  and  thy  tears,  mother, 
And  moved  by  love's  eloquent  plea. 

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My  study  shall  daily  be  this,  mother  : 
To  lessen  the  tears  that  may  start, 

To  lighten  the  toils  that  oppress,  mother 
And  kindle  the  joy  of  thy  heart. 

3.  A  happy  New-year  to  thee,  brother, 

A  happy  New-year  to  thee  ; 
The  future  is  closed  to  the  eye,  brother, 

And  we  will  not  wish  for  the  key ; 
But  joy  shall  be  blended  with  joy,  brother, 

If  smoothly  we  glide  through  the  year  ; 
If  walking  the  valley  of  grief,  brother, 

Then  tear  shall  be  mingled  with  tear. 

L  A  happy  New-year  to  thee,  sister, 
A  happy  New-year  to  thee  ; 
May  grief  never  dim  the  bright  eye,  sister 

That  beams  with  affection  for  me  ; 
» Through  sunshine  and  showers  of  the  past, 
sister, 
Our  hearts  and  our  homes  have  been  one  ; 
And  love  burning  bright  to  the  last,  sister, 
Shall  garnish  the  hours  as  they  run.   a.  a.  o. 


171.    Thanksgiving. 

Praise  the  Lord  who  reigns  above, 
And  keeps  his  courts  below  ; 

Praise  him  for  his  boundless  love, 
And  all  his  greatness  show : 

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Praise  him  for  his  noble  deeds  ; 

Praise  hirn  for  his  matchless  power  ; 
Him  from  whom  all  good  proceeds, 

Let  earth  and  heaven  adore. 

2.  Publish,  spread  to  all  around 

The  great  Immanuel's  name  ; 
Let  the  gospel  trumpet  sound ; 

The  Prince  of  peace  proclain. 
Praise  him,  every  tuneful  string  ; 

All  the  reach  of  heavenly  art, 
All  the  power  of  music  bring, 

The  music  of  the  heart. 

3.  Him  in  whom  they  move  and  live, 

Let  every  creature  sing  ; 
Glory  to  our  Saviour  give, 

And  homage  to  our  King. 
Hallowed  be  his  name  beneath, 

As  in  heaven,  on  earth  adored  ; 
Praise  the  Lord  in  every  breath — 

Let  all  things  praise  the  Lord. 


172.    Thanks  and  Praise. 

1   Meet  and  right  it  is  to  sing. 
In  every  time  and  place. 
Glory  to  our  heavenly  King, 
The  God  of  truth  and  grace. 

189 


173  HYMNS    OF 

Join  we  then  with  sweet  accord, 
All  in  one  thanksgiving  join  ; 

Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord, 
Eternal  praise  be  thine. 

2.  Thee  the  first-born  sons  of  light, 

In  choral  symphonies, 
Praise  by  day,  day  without  night, 

And  never,  never  cease  : 
Angels  and  archangels,  all 

Praise  the  sacred  Three  in  One  ; 
Sing  and  stop,  and  gaze  and  fall, 

O'erwhelmed"  before  thy  throne. 

o  Father,  God,  thy  love  we  praise 

Which  gave  thy  Son  to  die  ; 
Jesus,  full  of  truth  and  grace, 

Alike  we  glorify ; 
Spirit,  Comforter  divine, 

Praise  by  all  to  thee  be  given, 
Till  we  in  full  chorus  join, 

And  earth  is  turned  to  heaven. 


190 


173.    Gone,  Gone. 

Gone,  gone,  loved  one, 
Gone  from  our  home  ; 

God  hath  recalled  thee 
In  thy  youthful  bloom  : 


HAPPY    VOICES.  174 

Death's  icy  fingers 

Rest  upon  thee  now  ; 
Still  beauty  lingers 

On  thy  pallid  brow. 

2.  Gone,  gone,  loved  one, 

Gone  to  thy  tomb  ; 
But  'tis  not*cheerless, 

Hope  dispels  its  gloom  : 
While  we  are  weeping 

O'er  the  hallowed  ground, 
Thou  art  but  sleeping 

Till  the  trump  shall  soujid. 

3.  Gone,  gone,  loved  one, 

Gone  to  the  blest ; 
Earth  had  its  pleasures, 

But 't  was  not  thy  rest : 
Sin  and  temptation 

Were  thy  sorrow  here, 
Then  full  salvation 

Is  thy  portion  then,  a.  a.  a 


174:.    O'er  the  flowing  River. 

O'er  the  flowing  river, 
Little  children  stand, 

Free  from  sin  for  ever, 
Happy  in  that  land. 

191 


174  HYMXS    OF 

Fairer  than  the  summer  flower 

Is  every  holy  one, 
Singing,  shining  ever  more, 

"With  glory  but  begun. 

2.  Once  their  eyes  were  streaming 
With  the  tears  of  woe  ; 
Now  with  rapture  beaming, 

Not  a  tear  they  know  : 
Crowns  of  glory  now  they  wear, 

And  ever  as  they  rove, 
O'er  the  tuneful  harps  they  bear 
^Their  skilful  fingers  move. 


3.  'T  was  Immanuel  sought  them, 

Straying  from  the  fold  ; 
With  a  price  he  bought  them, 

Dearer  far  than  gold  ; 
Not  the  treasures  of  the  mine, 

Not  bleating  flocks  he  gave  ; 
Blood  he  shed — 'twas  blood  divine, 

To  sanctify  and  save. 

4.  Little  saints  in  glory, 

Guilty  though  I  be, 
I  have  learned  the  story, 
"Jesus  died  for  me." 
192 


HAPPY   VOICES.       175,  170 

Ransomed  by  his  blood  divine, 

My  Saviour  I  will  love  ; 
Bear  Lis  cross,  then  rise  and  join 
Your  shining  band  above.         a.  a.  g 


175.    The  Lord's  Prayer.    Chant. 

1.  Our.  Father,  which  art  in  heaven,  I  hallowed  I 

be  thy  I  name  :  I 
Thy  kingdom  come,  thy  will  be  done  on  I 
earth,  as  it  I  is  in  I  heaven  : 

2.  Give  us  this  I  day  our  I  daily  I  bread ; 

And  forgive  us  our  trespasses,  as  we  forgive  I 
them  that  I  trespass  a- 1  gainst  us  ; 

8.  And  lead  us  not  into  temptation,  but  de-  I  liv- 
er I  us  from  I  evil ; 
For  thine  is  the  kingdom,   and  the  power, 
and  the  glory,  for  I  ever.  I  A- 1  men. 


17G.    The  Little  Graves. 

1.  Oh  the  green  grass  waves 
O'er  the  silent  graves, 
Where  the  loved  and  the  lost  we  lay ; 
And  you  shed  a  tear 
As  you  linger  here, 
At  the  close  of  a  summer  day. 

13  193 


176  HYMNS    OF 

As  you  look  around 

O'er  the  hallowed  ground, 
Little  graves  here  and  there  you  see  ; 

And  they  seem  to  say, 

As  }rou  thither  stray, 
" There 's  a  grave  in  this  ground  for  thee." 

2.  In  your  youthful  prime 
In  your  sweet  spring  time, 

You  may  sink  in  the  silent  tomb  ; 

Though  your  cheek  now  glows 

Like  the  blushing  rose, 
Death  may  steal  all  its  radiant  bloom  ; 

And  the  bell  may  toll 

For  a  youthful  soul 
Fled  away  to  the  God  who  gave  ; 

While  the  mouldering  clay 

From  the  light  of  day 
Shall  be  hid  in  the  cold,  cold  grave. 

3.  Oh,  be  wise  to-day, 
Nor  presume  to  say 

To  the  voice  that  would  woo  and  win, 

"  Go  thy  way  this  time, 

'T  is  my  youthful  prime  ; 
When  I  'm  old  I  will  turn  from  sin. " 

Shun  the  downward  path, 

For  it  leads  to  wrath  ; 
194 


HAPPY    VOICES.  177 

While  B  child  to  the  Saviour  fly  ; 

And  the  tears  they  shed 

O'er  your  earthy  bed 
Shall  be  turned  into  joy  on  high.        a.  a.  q 

177.    A  Young1  Christian's  Burial. 

1.  Come,  children,  kindly  gather 

Round  this  form  beloved, 
Whence  so  soon  our  heavenly  Father 

Hiith  the  soul  removed. 
Soul,  leave  the  body  mortal 

Safe  with  us  at  rest, 
Pass  beyond  the  golden  portal 

To  thy  Saviour's  breast 

CHORUS. 

Bright  angels,  happy  spirits, 

Watch  with  star-like  eyes 
O'er  the  spot  whence  at  Christ's  summons 

His  beloved  shall  rise. 

2.  Eyes  full  of  love  and  gladness, 

Quiet  now  in  sleep, 
Closed  on  all  our  sin  and  sadness, 

Never  more  to  weep — 
Unclose  now  with  bliss  amazing 

In  the  realms  of  peace  ; 
Burst  to  sight,  with  rapture  gazing 

On  the  Saviour's  face. 

195 


HYMNS    OF 

Hark,  'mid  the  radiant  dawning, 

TVhere  night  comes  no  more, 
Sweet-toned  bells  of  Sabbath  morning 

Sound  from  that  far  shore  ; 
Lo,  cherub  forms  that  hover, 

Bearing  thee  away ; 
So  farewell,  thy  night  is  over, 

Lost  in  endless  day. 


178.    A  Hymn  of  Praise. 

1.  Gloey  to  the  Father  give — 

Praise  him  and  adore, 
God  in  whom  we  move  and  live — 

Praise  him  ever  more. 
Children's  prayers  he  deigns  to  hear- 

Praise  him  and  adore  ; 
Children's  songs  delight  his  ear — 

Praise  him  ever  more. 

CHOEUS. 

Praise,  glory,  honor,  blessing 

To  the  King  of  heaven — 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Spirit, 

Ee  for  ever  given. 

2.  Glory  to  the  Son  we  bring — 

Praise  him  and  adore, 
Christ,  our  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King- 
Praise  him  ever  more. 
196 


HAPPY   VOICES.  IT'J 

Children,  raise  your  sweetest  strain  - 

Praise  hirn  and  adore  ; 
To  the  Lamb,  for  he  was  slain — 

Praise  him  ever  more. 

3.  Glory  to  the  Holy  Ghost- 
Praise  him  and  adore  ; 

He  reclaims  the  sinner  lost — 
Praise  him  ever  more. 

Children's  minds  doth  he  inspire — 
Praise  him  and  adore  ; 

Touch  their  tongues  with  holy  fire — 
Praise  him  ever  more. 


179.    Stand  Up  for  Jesus. 

1.  This  life  is  a  battle 

'Gainst  Satan  and  sin, 
And  we  are  the  soldiers 

The  victory  to  win, 
And  Christ  is  the  Captain 

Of  our  little  band  ; 
Whatever  opposes, 

For  him  we  will  stand 

CHOEUS. 

Then  stand  up  for  Jesus, 

Whatever  befall ; 
On  Calvary's  mountain 

He  stood  for  us  all ; 

197 


179  HYMNS    OF 

Then  stand  up  for  Jesus, 

Stand  up  for  Jesus, 

Stand  up  for  Jesus,  for  Jesus. 

2.  To  God  for  our  armor 

We  '11  fail  not  to  go, 
He  '11  clothe  us  with  truth 

And  with  righteousness  too  ; 
The  "  gospel  of  peace  " 

Shall  our  footsteps  attend, 
And  the  good  "shield  of  faith  " 

From  all  harm  shall  defend. 

3.  Salvation  our  helmet, 

The  Bible  our  sword, 
Though  wily  our  foes, 

We  are  ' '  strong  in  the  Lord  ;" 
While  watching  and  praying 

Our  armor  keeps  bright, 
Our  Jesus  will  help  us 

To  stand  for  the  right. 

L  Though  little  temptations— 
The  worst  ones  of  all — 
Will  often  beset  us 

To  make  us  to  fall, 
We  11  stand  up  for  Jesus ; 

And  when  life  is  o'er, 
For  us  he  '11  be  standing 
On  Jordan's  bright  shore. 
198 


HAPPY    VOICES.        180,  181 

ISO,    The  New  Jerusalem. 

1.  Wl  are  on  our  journey  home, 

Where  Christ  our  Lord  is  gone  ; 
We  shall  meet  around  his  throne 
:  When  he  makes  his  people  one 
In  the  new  Jerusalem.  :]| 

2.  We  can  see  that  distant  home, 

Though  clouds  roll  dark  between ; 
Faith  views  the  radiant  dome, 
1  a  lustre  flashes  keen 
From  the  new  Jerusalem.  :|| 

3.  Oh  glory  shining  far 

From  the  never-setting  sun  ; 
Oh  trembling  morning  star, 
I,: Our  journey's  almost  done 
To  the  new  Jerusalem.  :|| 

4.  Our  hearts  are  breaking  now 

Those  mansions  fair  to  see  ; 
0  Lord,  thy  heavens  bow, 
|l:And  raise  us  up  with  thee 
To  the  new  Jerusalem.  :j| 


1S1.    The  Still  Small  Yo-ice. 

Oft  as  I  rove,  in  thoughtless  mood, 
Along  life's  flowery,  sunny  road, 
Unconscious  how  the  path  may  end, 
Unheeding  where  my  footsteps  tend, 
199 


181  HYMNS    OF 

I  hear  a  voice  which  seems  to  say, 
In  a  gentle  whisper,  Come  away,  Come  away! 
Softly  it  whispers,  Come  away,  Come  away, 
Come  away ! 

2.  From  day  to  day  that  voice  I  hear, 
And  oftenest  when  no  friend  is  near — 
When  on  some  secret  purpose  bent, 
Or  on  some  pleasure  too  intent — 

A  still  small  voice  which  seems  to  say, 

In  a  gentle  whisper,  Come  away,  Come  awayi 

Softly  it  whispers,  Come  away,  Come  away ! 

3.  At  times  perchance  too  near  I  tread 
Some  cruel  quicksand's  treacherous  bed, 
Some  yawning  gulf,  some  fatal  snare, 
Some  spot  where  death  is  in  the  air  ; 
Then  comes  that  warning  voice  to  say, 

In  a  gentle  whisper,  Come  away,  Come  away ! 
Softly  it  whispers,  Come  away,  Come  away ! 

L  Some  foe  with  radiant  beauty  drapes 
Temptation  in  a  thousand  shapes, 
And  many  a  glittering  prize  is  given 
To  lure  me  far  from  home  and  heaven  ? 
But  never  fails  that  voice  to  say, 
With  its  gentle  whisper,  Come  away,  Come 


away 


Softly  it  whispers,  Come  away,  Come  away 
200 


HAPPY   VOICES.  1-2 

5.  Ah,  gentle  Spirit,  faithful  Friend, 
Be  with  me  always  to  life's  end, 
Till  He  who  keeps  my  heavenly  crown 
Shall  send  his  loving  angel  down. 
Upon  my  brow  his  hand  to  lay, 
And  kindly  bid  me,  Come  away.  Come  away ! 
And  softly  whisper,  Come  away.  Come  away ! 

S.  H.  THAlLIi. 


182.    Rock  of  Affes. 

1.  Rock  of  ages,  cleft  for  me, 
Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee  ; 
Let  the  water  and  the  blood, 
From  thy  riven  side  that  flowed, 
Be  of  sin  the  double  cure, 

Cleanse  me  from  its  guilt  and  power. 

2.  Not  the  labor  of  my  hands 
Can  fulfil  thy  law's  demands  : 
Could  my  zeal  no  respite  know, 
Could  my  tears  for  ever  flow, 
All  for  sin  could  not  atone  ; 
Thou  must  save,  and  thou  alone. 

3.  Nothing  in  my  hand  I  bring, 
Simply  to  thy  cross  I  cling ; 
Naked,  come  to  thee  for  dress  ; 
Helpless,  look  to  thee  for  grace  ; 
Vile,  I  to  the  fountain  fly  ; 
Wash  me,  Saviour,  or  I  die ! 

201 


1S3  HYMNS   OF 

4.  "While  I  draw  this  fleeting  breath, 
When  my  eyelids  close  in  death, 
When  I  soar  to  worlds  unknown, 
See  thee  on  thy  judgment-throne, 
Bock  of  ages,  cleft  for  me. 
Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee.       toil 


IS  3.    Invitation. 


1.  From  the  cross  uplifted  high, 
Where  the  Saviour  deigns  to  die, 
What  melodious  sounds  we  hear 
Bursting  on  the  ravished  ear  : 

;i  Love's  redeeming  work  is  done  ; 
Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  come  ! 

2.  "  Sprinkled  now  with  blood  the  throne, 
Why  beneath  thy  burdens  groan  ? 

On  thy  pierced  body  laid, 
Justice  owns  the  ransom  paid  ; 
Bow  the  knee,  and  kiss  the  Son, 
Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  come ! 

3.  ' ■  Soon  the  days  of  life  shall  end ; 
Lo,  I  come,  your  Saviour,  Friend, 
Safe  your  spirits  to  convey 

To  the  realms  of  endless  day — 

Up  to  my  eternal  home, 

Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  coine." 

202 


HAPPY    VOICES.  184 

184.    Heaven  is  31  y  Home. 

1.  I'm  but  a  Btnmgei  here, 

Heaven  is  my  home  : 
E  nth  is  a  desert  drear. 

Heaven  is  my  home  : 
Danger  and  sorrow  stand 
Round  me  on  e-v 

:  therland, 

Hearen  ia  my  home. 

2.  TVhat  though  the  tempest  rage, 

my  home  ; 
Short  is  my  pilgrimage  ; 
^n  is  my  home  ; 
Time's  cold  and  wintry  blast 
Soon  will  be  c 
I  shall  reach  h :  n 
Heaven  is  my  home. 

3.  There,  at  my  Savionr'a  side, 

fen  is  my  home  ; 
I  shall  be  glorified. 

Heaven  is  my  home  : 
There  are  the  good  and  blest. 
In  sst ; 

There  too  I  soon  shall  rest, 

Heaven  is  my  home. 

an 


185  HYMNS    OF 

185.    Nearer  to  Thee. 

1.  Neaeer,  my  God,  to  thee, 

Nearer  to  thee : 
E'en  though  it  be  a  cross 

That  raiseth  me ; 
Still  all  my  song  shall  be, 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, 

Nearer  to  thee. 

2.  Though  like  a  wanderer, 

Daylight  all  gone, 
Darkness  be  over  me, 

My  rest  a  stone, 
Yet  in  my  dreams  I  'd  be 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, 

Nearer  to  thee. 

3.  There  let  the  way  appear 

Steps  up  to  heaven  ; 
All  that  thou  sendest  me, 

In  mercy  given, 
Angels  to  beckon  me 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, 

Nearer  to  thee. 

• 

4.  Then  with  my  waking  thoughts, 

Bright  with  thy  praise, 
Out  of  my  stony  griefs 
Bethel  I  '11  raise  ; 
204 


HAPPY    VOICES.  186 

So  by  my  woes  to  be 
rer,  my  God,  to  thee. 
Nearer  to  thee. 

5.  Or  if  on  joyful  wing 

Cleaving  the  sky, 
Sun,  moon,  and  stars  forgot, 

Upward  I  fly. 
Still  all  my  song  shall  be, 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, 

Nearer  to  thee. 


IS6.    Press  On,  Little  Pilgrims. 

1.  Peess  on,  little  pilgrims, 
And  never  give  up, 

Though  often  the  desert  is  dreary  ; 

Press  on.  little  pilgrims, 

Replenish  your  cup 
From  wells  of  salvation  when  weary. 

CHOEUS. 

When  you  've  crossed  the  river. 
You  '11  be  happy  ever  ; 
Safe  on  Canaan's  shore, 
You  '11  be  happy  ever  more. 

2.  Press  on,  little  pilgrims, 
And  lean  on  the  Friend 

Whose  heart  is  the  empire  of  pity  ; 
205 


187  HYMNS    OF 

Whose  wisdom  shall  guide  yon, 
Whose  arm  shall  defend, 
Till  safe  in  the  beautiful  city. 

Chorus — When  you  've  crossed,  etc. 

3.  Press  on,  little  pilgrims, 
And  never  retreat 

When  Satan  comes  forth  to  annoy  you  ; 

The  darts  which  he  hurls 

With  a  merciless  hate, 
May  wound,  but  shall  never  destroy  you. 

4.  Press  on,  little  pilgrims, 
Your  home  is  in  view  ; 

Its  doors  are  thrown  wide  to  receive  you ; 

A  bright  crown  of  glory 

Is  laid  up  for  you, 
AjQd  "sorrow  and  sin  shall  soon  leave  you. 


187.    The  Shining  Way. 

1.  The  pearly  gates  are  open  wide, 
I  see  the  bright  array ; 
On  either  side  the  angels  glide, 

To  keep  the  shining  way. 
And  little  children  learn  to  find 

The  way  by  angels  trod, 
Where  Christ's  redeemed  in  union  walk 
The  shining  way  of  God. 
206 


HAPPY   VOICES.  188 

CHORUS. 
The  pearly  galea  are  open  wide, 

I  see  the  bright  array  ; 
On  either  side  the  angels  glide, 

To  keep  the  shining  way. 

2.  When  storms  arise,  and  darkness  clouds 

The  faithful  pilgrims'  way, 
On  either  side  the  angels  glide. 

To  keep  the  shining  way  ; 
And  blighter  gleams  the  morning  light 

Bthind  the  gentle  rod, 
For  Christ's  redeemed  more  clearly  see 

The  shining  way  of  God. 

3.  And  soon  they  walk  the  golden  streets, 

Not  slighted  and  alone  ; 
On  either  side  the  angels  glide, 

To  lead  them  to  the  throne  : 
And  there  they  11  wear  a  starry  crown 

"Who  once  did  tire  and  plod. 
For  Christ's  redeemed  as  kings  shall  tread 

The  shining  wav  of  God. 


188.    The  Pilgrim's  Guide. 
1.  My  Saviour,  my  almighty  Friend, 
When  I  begin  t 
"Where  will  the  growing  numbers  end, 
The  numbers  of  thv  grace  ! 

207 


189  HYMNS    OF 

Thou  art  my  everlasting  trust, 
'    Thy  goodness  I  adore  ; 
And  since  I  knew  thy  graces  fiust, 
I  speak  thy  glories  more. 

2.  My  feet  shall  travel  all  the  length 

Of  the  celestial  road, 
And  march  with  courage  in  thy  strength, 

To  see  my  Father  God. 
When  I  am  filled  with  sore  distress 

For  some  surprising  sin, 
I  '11  plead  thy  perfect  righteousness, 

And  mention  none  but  thine. 

3.  How  will  my  lips  rejoice  to  tell 

The  victories  of  my  King  ; 
My  soul  redeemed  from  sin  and  hell, 

Shall  thy  salvation  sing. 
Awake,  awake,  my  tuneful  powers  ; 

With  this  delightful  song 
I  '11  entertain  the  darkest  hours, 

Nor  think  the  season  Ions:.  watts* 


189.    Shall  We  Meet  Beyond  the  River  2 

1.  Shall  we  meet  beyond  the  river. 
Where  the  surges  cease  to  roll, 

Where,  in  all  the  bright  foi  ever, 
Sorrow  ne'er  shall  press  the  soul  ? 

208 


HAPPY    VOICES.  1S9 

CHOEUS. 
Shall  we  meet,  shall  we  meet, 
Shall  we  meet,  shall  we  meet, 
Shall  we  meet  beyond  the  river, 
Where  the  surges  cease  to  roll? 

2.  Shall  we  meet  in  that  blest  harbor 

"When  our  stormy  voyage  is  o'er  ; 
Shall  we  meet  and  cast  the  anchor 
By  the  fair  celestial  shore  ? 
Choeus — Shall  we  meet,  etc. 

3.  Where  the  music  of  the  ransomed 

Rolls  in  harmony  around, 
And  creation  swells  the  chorus 
With  its  sweet  melodious  sound  ? 
Choeus — Shall  we  meet,  etc. 

4.  Shall  we  meet  with  many  a  loved  one, 

Torn  on  earth  from  our  embrace  ? 
Shall  we  listen  to  their  voices, 
And  behold  them  face  to  face  ? 
Choeus— Shall  we'  meet,  etc. 

5.  Shall  we  meet  with  Christ  our  Saviour 

When  he  comes  to  claim  his  own  ? 
Shall  we  hear  him  bid  us  welcome, 
And  sit  down  upon  his  throne  ? 
Choeus — Shall  we  meet,  etc. 

HASTT5Gflk. 

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190  HYMNS    OF 


190.    The  Heavenly  Land. 

1.  There  's  a  land  of  peerless  beauty, 

And  of  glory  all  untold, 
Where  no  shadow  ever  falleth, 

Where  no  sunny  face  grows  old  ; 
Where  the  crystal  river  floweth, 

With  the  tree  upon  its  banks, 
And  with  love  each  bosom  gloweth 

In  the  bright  celestial  ranks. 

2.  Oh  to  reach  that  clime  of  gladness, 

Be  it  all  my  soul's  desire  ; 
Whether  joy  be  mine,  or  sadness, 

Upward  still  would  I  aspire. 
Brief  the  pang  my  heart  that  rendeth, 

Brief  the  joy  that  swells  it  here  ; 
But  the  rapture  never  endeth 

Of  that  pure  and  blessed  sphere. 

3.  There  is  Jesus,  my  Redeemer, 

With  the  many  crowns  he  wears, 
And  the  scars  of  earthly  wounding, 

Precious  tokens  which  he  bears  ; 
There  the  angels,  all  so  glorious, 

In  the  outer  circle  stand, 
While  the  souls  by  faith  victorious 

Are  a  nearer,  dearer  band. 
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HAPPY   VOICES.  191 

L  Then,  while  months  and  years  are  taking 

Like  a  dream  their  flight  away, 
If  they  bring  me  but  the  breaking 

Of  the  one  eternal  day, 
I  will  not  regret  their  fleetness, 

Xor  hold  fast  to  things  below, 
I  will  only  ask  a  meetness 

For  the  bliss  to  which  I  go. 

A.  D.  61TITH,  D.  D. 

191.    Shall  We  Meet  in  Heaven! 

1.  Shall  we  meet  in  heaven  above, 

Shall  we  meet,  shall  we  meet, 
Shall  we  meet  in  heaven  above, 

Meet  in  heaven  above  ? 
Yes.  if  we  are  justified 
By  the  sacred  crimson  tide 
Flowing  from  the  Saviour's  side, 

We  shall  meet  in  heaven. 

2.  Shall  we  wear  the  snowy  robe, 

Shall  we  wear,  shall  we  wear, 
Shall  we  wear  the  snowy  robe 

Worn  by  saints  in  heaven  ? 
Yes,  if  we  will  onward  press 
In  the  way  of  holiness, 
We  shall  wear  the  snowy  dress 

Worn  by  saints  in  heaven. 

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192  HYMNS   OF 

3.  Shall  we  strike  the  golden  harp, 

Shall  we  strike,  shall  we  strike, 
Shall  we  strike  the  golden  harp, 

With  the  choir  in  heaven? 
Yes,  if  from  the  heart  we  sing 
Praises  to  our  Saviour  King, 
We  shall  strike  the  tuneful  string 

With  the  choir  in  heaven. 

4.  Shall  we  wear  a  glorious  crown, 

Shall  we  wear,  shall  we  wear, 
Shall  we  wear  a  glorious  crown 

On  a  throne  in  heaven  ? 
Yes,  if  we  the  conflict  share, 
Every  cross  with  patience  bear, 
We  that  glorious  crown  shall  wear 

On  a  throne  in  heaven.  a.  a.  a 


192.    The  World  Above. 

1.  High  above  yon  stars  of  night, 
Far  away,  far  away, 
Floats  a  world,  whose  radiant  light 

Never  fades  away. 
Who  shall  find  admittance  there  ? 
Who  its  boundless  joy  shall  share? 
Who  within  its  mansions  fair 
Pass  that  endless  day  ? 
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HATTY    VOICES.  193 

2.  You  and  I  may  enter  there 
If  we  will,  if  we  will ; 

Christ  for  us  will  homes  prepare 

Free  from  every  ill : 
If  we  all  our  sins  confess, 
He  '11  convey  us  by  his  grace. 
Robed  in  his  own  righteousness, 

There  with  him  to  dwell. 


193.    Beautiful  Laud. 

1.  Jerusalem,  for  ever  bright, 
Beautiful  land  of  rest. 
Xo  winter  there,  no  chill  of  night — 

Beautiful  land  of  rest ! 
The  dripping  cloud  is  chased  away. 
The  sun  breaks  forth  in  endless  day : 
Jerusalem,  the  beautiful  land  of  rest ! 
Jerusalem,  the  beautiful  land  of  rest ! 

CHOEUS. 

Beautiful  land,  beautiful  land, 

We  wait  impatient  to  behold 

The  gates  of  pearl,  the  streets  of  gold, 

And  nestle  safe  in  Jesus'  fold, 

In  the  beautiful  land, 

The  beautiful  land  of  rest. 

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194  HYMNS    OF 

2.  Jerusalem,  for  ever  free, 

Beautiful  land  of  rest, 
The  soul's  sweet  home  of  liberty, 

Beautiful  land  of  rest ! 
The  gyres  of  sin,  the  chains  of  woe, 
The  ransomed  there  will  never  know. 

Jerusalem,  the  beautiful  land  of  rest 
Chorus — We  wait  impatient  etc. 

3.  Jerusalem,  for  ever  dear, 

Beautiful  land  of  rest, 
Thy  pearly  gates  almost  appear, 

Beautiful  land  of  rest ! 
And  when  we  tread  thy  lovely  shore, 
We  11  sing  the  song  we  've  sung  before, 

Jerusalem,  the  beautiful  land  of  rest! 


194.    Asleep  hi  Jesus. 

,  Asleep  in  Jesus !  blessed  sleep, 
From  which  none  ever  wake  to  weep, 
A  calm  and  undisturbed  repose, 
Unbroken  by  the  last  of  foes. 

Asleep  in  Jesus !  Oh  how  sweet 
To  be  for  such  a  slumber  meet ; 
With  holy  confidence  to  sing 
That  death  has  lost  its  venomed  sting. 
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HAITI    VOICES.  195 

p  in  Jesus  !  peaceful  rest, 
Whose  making  is  supremely  blest ; 
No  fear,  no  woe  shall  dim  that  hour 
That  manifests  the  Saviour's  power. 

4.  Asleep  in  Jesus !  Oh  for  me 
May  such  a  blissful  refuge  be  : 

urely  shall  my  ashes  lie, 
And  wait  the  summons  from  on  high. 


195.    Home  of  the  Blest. 

1.  Oh  when  shall  I  dwell 

In  a  mansion  all  bright, 
And  Jesus  my  Saviour  behold  ; 
Or  walk  by  his  side 
Like  an  angel  of  light. 
In  a  city  all  garnished  with  gold  ? 

CHOEUS. 

Home  of  the  blest,  home  of  the  blest,, 
When  wilt  thou  ever  be  mine ! 

Home  of  the  blest,  home  of  the  blest, 
Soon  shalt  thou  ever  be  mine. 

2.  Xo  pearl  from  the  ocean, 

2s  o  gold  from  the  mine, 
Can  pardon  and  purity  buy  ; 
I  '11  trust  in  the  blood 
Of  a  Saviour  divine. 
And  I  '11  cling  to  his  cross  till  I  die, 
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196  HYMNS    OF 

3.  Though  light  are  the  sorrows 

That  burden  a  child, 
And  fleeting  the  tempest  of  woe, 
I  long  for  the  land 

That  was  never  defiled  ; 
To  the  home  of  the  blest  would  I  go. 

4.  But  while  I  'm  a  stranger 

Away  from  my  home, 
I  '11  toil  in  the  vineyard  and  pray  ; 
I  '11  carry  the  cross 

While  I  think  of  the  crown, 
And  I  '11  watch  for  the  break  of  the  day. 


196.    Best  for  the  Weary. 

In  the  Christian's  home  in  glory, 
There  remains  a  land  of  rest ; 

There  my  Saviour 's  gone  before  me, 
To  fulfil  my  soul's  request. 

CHOKUS. 

There  is  rest  for  the  weary, 
There  is  rest  for  the  weary, 
There  is  rest  for  the  weary, 

There  is  rest  for  you. 
On  the  other  side  of  Jordan, 

In  the  sweet  fields  of  Eden, 
Where  the  tree  of  life  is  blooming, 

There  is  rest  for  you. 
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HAPPY   VOICES.  197 

2.  He  is  fitting  up  my  mansion, 

'Which  eternally  shall  stand. 
For  my  stay  shall  not  be  transient 
In  that  holy,  happy  land. 
Chobus— There  is  rest.  etc. 

3.  Death  itself  shall  then  be  vanquished, 

Aud  its  sting  shall  be  withdrawn  ; 
Shout  for  gladness,  Oh  ye  ransomed, 
Hail  with  joy  the  rising  morn. 


197.    The  Eternal  Home. 

1.  This  is  not  my  place  of  resting 

Mine  's  a  city  yet  to  come  ; 
Onward  to  it  I  am  hasting, 
On  to  my  eternal  home. 
Chobus — There  is  rest,  etc. 

2.  In  it  all  is  light  and  glory, 

O'er  it  shines  a  nightie ss  day  ; 
Every  trace  of  sin's  sad  story, 
All  the  curse  hath  passed  away. 

3.  There  the  Lamb  our  Shepherd  leads  U3 

By  the  streams  of  life  along, 
On  the  freshest  pastures  feeds  Us, 
Turns  our  sighing  into  song. 
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198,  199  HYMNS   OF 

4.  Soon  we  pass  this  desert  dreary, 
Soon  we  bid  farewell  to  pain  ; 
Never  more  are  sad  or  weary, 
Never,  never  sin  again.  bona*. 


198.    Rest  in  Christ. 

1.  Come,  saith  Jesus'  sacred  voice, 
Come  and  make  my  paths  your  choice  ; 
I  will  guide  you  to  your  home  ; 
Weary  pilgrim,  hither  come. 

Chorus — There  is  rest,  etc. 

2.  Hither  come,  for  here  is  found 
Balm  for  every  bleeding  wound, 
Peace  which  ever  shall  endure, 
Rest  eternal,  sacred,  sure. 


199.    Christ  our  Peace. 

1.  Come,  ye  sinners,  poor  and  needy, 

Weak  and  wounded,  sick  and  sore, 
Jesus  ready  stands  to  save  you, 
Full  of  pity,  love,  and  power. 
Chorus — There  is  rest,  etc.  • 

2.  Now,  ye  needy,  come  and  welcome, 

God's  free  bounty  glorify  ; 
Faith  he  gives,  and  true  repentance, 

Every  grace  that  brings  you  nigh. 
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HAPPY    VOICES.  200 

3.  Come,  ye  weary,  heavy-laden, 

Bruised  and  mangled  by  the  fall ; 
If  you  tarry  till  you  're  better, 
You  will  never  come  at  all. 


200.    The  Shining  Shore. 

1.  My  days  are  gliding  swiftly  by, 
And  I,  a  pilgrim  stranger, 
Would  not  detain  them  as  they  fly, 
Those  hours  of  toil  and  danger  : 


For  Oh.  we  stand  on  Jordan's  strand, 
Our  friends  are  passing  over, 

And  just  before,  the  shining  shore 
We  may  almost  discover. 

2.  We  '11  gird  our  loins,  my  brethren  dear, 

Our  "distant  home  discerning  ; 
Our  absent  Lord  has  left  us  word, 
Let  every  lamp  be  burning. 

Chorus — For  Oh,  we  stand,  etc 

3.  Should  coming  days  be  cold  and  dark, 

We  need  not  cease  our  singing  ; 
That  perfect  rest  naught  can  molest, 
Where  golden  harps  are  ringing. 
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201  HYMNS    OF 

L  Let  sorrow's  rudest  tempest  blow, 
Each  chord  on  earth  to  sever, 
Our  King  says, "  Come, "  and  there 's  our  home 
For  ever,  Oh,  for  ever. 


201.    The  Sweetest  Name. 

1.  There  is  no  name  so  sweet  on  earth, 

Xo  name  so  sweet  in  heaven, 
The  name,  before  his  wondrous  birth, 
To  Christ  the  Saviour  given. 

CHOEUS. 

We  love  to  sing  around  our  King, 
And  hail  him  "blessed  Jesus  ;" 

For  there 's  no  word  ear  ever  heard, 
So  dear,  so  sweet  as  Jesus. 

2.  His  human  name  they  did  proclaim, 

When  Abram's  Son  they  sealed  him  ; 
The  name  that  still,  by  God's  good  will, 
Beliveeee  revealed  him. 

Ceoetjs — We  love  to  sj'd£.  etc. 

£  And  when  he  hung  upon  the  tree. 

They  wrote  this  name  above  him, 
That  all  might  see  the  reason  we 

For  ever  mora  must  love  him. 
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HAPPY   TOICES.  202 

So  now  upon  his  Father's  throne, 

Almighty  to  release  us 
From  sins  and  pains,  he  gladly  reigns 

The  Prince  and  Saviour,  Jesus. 


202.    The  Strayed  Lamb. 

1.  A  giddy  lamb,  one  afternoon, 

Had  from  the  fold  departed  ; 
The  tender  shepherd  missed  it  soon, 

And  sought  it  broken-hearted. 
Not  all  the  flock  that  shared  his  love 

Could  from  the  search  delay  him, 
Nor  clouds  of  midnight  darkness  move, 

Nor  fear  of  suffering  stay  him. 

2.  But  night  and  day  he  went  his  way 

In  sorrow  till  he  found  it ; 
He  saw  it  where  it  fainting  lay, 

He  clasped  his  arms  around  it ; 
And  closely  sheltered  in  his  breast, 

From  every  ill  to  save  it, 
He  took  it  to  his  home  of  rest, 

And  pitied  and  forgave  it. 

3.  And  thus  the  Saviour  will  receive 

The  little  ones  who  fear  him  ; 
Their  pains  remove,  their  sins  forgive, 
And  draw  them  gently  near  him — 
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203  HYMNS   OF 

Blest  while  they  live  ;  and  when  they  die, 
When  soul  and  body  sever, 

Conduct  them  to  his  home  on  high, 
To  dwell  with  him  for  ever. 

YOUSG  REAPEB. 

203.    Heavenly  Mansions. 

1.  I  see  in  heaven  those  mansions  bright, 

The  noonday  sun  outshining, 
For  those  who  feel  the  Saviour's  love 
Around  their  hearts  entwining. 

CHORUS. 

Oh,  happy  they  who  reach  that  place 
Where  sorrow  cometh  never — 

Who  rest  within  his  loving  arms 
For  ever  and  for  ever. 

2.  If  I  could  hear  my  Saviour  say, 

"Thy  sins  are  all  forgiven  ;" 
Then  I  could  see  a  shining  house 
Awaiting  me  in  heaven. 
Chorus — Oh,  happy  they,  etc 

3.  Look  how  the  children  at  his  feet 

Their  tiny  crowns  are  flinging, 
While  angels  on  their  downy  wings 

The  latest  born  are  bringing. 
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HAPPY    VOICES.  204 

■L  Fee,  I  will  love  my  Saviour  now, 
And  serve  him  in  life's  morning  ; 
For  I  can  see  the  house  on  high 
Of  his  own  hand's  adorning. 


204.    We're  Goiii£  Home. 

1.  Youthful  pilgrims,  whither  bound 

Through  this  vale  so  fearful  ? 
Passing  o'er  enchanted  ground, 
Why  are  you  so  cheerful? 

CHOEUS. 

Oh  we  're  going,  going  home 
To  our  happy,  happy  home. 

To  the  city  of  our  Saviour  King, 

Where  the  golden  crown  they  wear. 
And  the  palm  of  victory  bear, 

And  they  strike  the  golden  harp  as  they  sing. 

2.  Tell  us  why,  when  pleasure  woos, 

You  will  not  believe  her  ? 
Tell  us  why  the  heart  you  close 
On  the  gay  deceiver  ? 

Choeus — Oh,  we're  going,  etc. 

3.  When  from  ambush  Satan's  dart 

Wounds  the  pilgrim  weary, 
Where 's  the  balm  to  ease  the  smart 
In  the  desert  dreary  ? 

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205  HYMNS   OF 

4.  But  the  deep  cold  river  see, 

Pilgrims,  just  before  you ; 
What  will  then  your  solace  be 
When  its  waves  roll  o'er  you  ? 

5.  Pilgrims  of  the  Saviour  King, 

Earth's  temptations  scorning, 
We  will  join  your  band  and  sing 
In  life's  sunny  morning.  a 


205.    A  Father  in  the  Promised  Land. 

1.  I  have  a  Father  in  the  promised  land, 
I  have  a  Father  in  the  promised  land, 
My  Father  calls  me,  I.must  go 
To  meet  him  in  the  promised  land. 


I  '11  away,  I  '11  away  to  the  promised  land, 
I  '11  away,  I  '11  away  to  the  promised  land, 
My  Father  calls  me,  I  must  go 
To  meet  him  in  the  promised  land. 

2.  I  have  a  Saviour  in  the  promised  land, 
I  have  a  Saviour  in  the  promised  land, 
My  Saviour  calls  me,  I  must  go 
To  meet  him  in  the  promised  land. 

Chorus— I  '11  away,  I  '11  away,  etc. 
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HAPrY   VOICES.  206 

3.  I  have  a  crown  in  the  promised  land, 
I  have  a  crown  in  the  promised  land  ; 
When  Jesus'calls  me,  I  must  go 

To  wear  it  in  the  promised  land. 

4.  I  hope  to  meet  yon  in  the  promised  land 
I  hope  to  meet  yon  in  the  promised  land 
At  Jesus'  feet,  a  joyous  band, 

We  '11  praise  him  in  the  promised  land. 


206.    Longing1  for  Heaven. 

1.  Ye  angels  who  stand  round  the  throne, 

And  view  my  Immanuel's  face, 
In  rapturous  songs  make  him  known  ; 

Tune,  tune  your  soft  harps  to  his  praise  : 
He  formed  you, the  spirits  you  are, 

So  happy,  so  noble,  so  good ; 
"When  others  sunk  down  in  despair, 

Confirmed  by  his  power  ye  stood. 

2.  Ye  saints  who  stand  nearer  than  they, 

And  cast  your  bright  crowns  at  his  feet, 
His  grace  and  his  glory  display, 

And  all  his  rich  mercy  repeat 
He  snatched  you  from  hell  and  the  grave, 

He  ransomed  from  death  and  despair : 
For  you  he  was  mighty  to  save, 

Almighty  to  bring  you  safe  there. 
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207  HYMNS    OF 

3.  I  want  to  put  on  my  attire, 

Washed  white  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb  ; 
I  want  to  be  one  of  youl'  choir, 

And  tune  my  sweet  harp  to  his  name  : 
I  want,  Oh  I  want  to  be  •  there, 

"Where  sorrow  and  sin  bid  adieu, 
Your  joy  and  your  friendship  to  share. 

To  wonder  and  worship  with  you. 

"  DE  FLErBT. 


207.    The  Sabbath. 

1.  How  sweet  is  the  Sabbath  to  me, 

The  day  when  the  Saviour  arose ; 
'T  is  heaven  his  beauties  to  see, 

And  in  his  soft  arms  to  repose. 
He  knows  I  am  weak  and  defiled, 

My  life  is  but  empty  and  vain  ; 
But  if  he  will  make  me  his  child, 

I  '11  never  forsake  him  again. 

2.  This  day  he  invites  me  to  come, 

How  kindly  he  bids  me  draw  near  ■ 
He  offers  me  heaven  for  home, 

And  wipes  off  the  penitent  tear  : 
He  offers  to  pardon  my  sin, 

And  keep  me  from  every  snare, 
To  sprinkle  and  cleanse  me  within, 

And  show  me  his  tender  est  gare. 
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HATTY    VOICES.        208,  209 

208.    Realms  of  the  Blest. 

1.  We  speak  of  the  realms  of  the  blest. 

Of  that  country  so  bright  and  so  fair, 
And  oft  are  it 

Bat  what  must  it  be  to  be  there ! 
We  speak  of  its  pathway  of  gold, 

Of  its  walls  decked  with  jewels,  so  rare. 
Of  its  wonders  and  pleasures  untold  ; 

Brit  what  must  it  be  to  be  there ! 

2.  We  speak  of  its  freedom  from  sin. 

From  sorrow,  temptation,  and  care. 
From  trials  without  and  within  ; 

But  what  must  it  be  to  be  there ! 
Do  thou.  Lord,  'midst  gladness  or  woe, 

Still  fox  heaven  our  spirits  prepare. 
And  shortly  we  also  shall  know 

And  feel  what  it  is  to  be  there. 


200.    I'm  a  Pilgrim. 

1.  I  'm  a  pilgrim,  and  I  'in  a  stranger  ; 
I  can  tarry.  I  can  tarry  but  a'night. 
Do  not  detain  me,  for  I  am  going 
To  where  the  fountains  are  ever  flowing  : 
I  'in  a  pilgrim,  and  I  in  a  stranger, 
I  can  tarry,  I  can  tarry  but  a  night. 
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210  HYMNS    OF 

2.  There  the  glory  is  ever  shining ! 

0  my  longing  heart,  my  longing  heart  is  ther* 
Here  in  this  country,  so  dark  and  dreary, 

1  long  have  wandered,  forlorn  and  weary. 
I  'in  a  pilgrim,  and  I  'm  a  stranger, 

I  can  tarry,  I  can  tarry  but  a  night. 

3.  There 's  the  city  to  which  I  journey  ; 
My  Redeemer,  my  Redeemer  is  its  light ! 
There  is  no  sorrow,  nor  any  sighing, 
Nor  any  sin  there,  nor  any  dying ! 

I  'in  a  pilgrim,  and  I  'in  a  stranger. 
I  can  tarry,  I  can  tarry  but  a  night. 


210.    Homeward  Bound. 

1.  Out  on  an  ocean  all  boundless  we  ride — 
We  're  homeward  bound,  homeward  bound  . 
Tossed  on  the  waves  of  a  rough  restless  tide— 
We're  homeward  bound,  homeward  bound. 
Far  from  the  safe  quiet  harbor  we've  rode, 
Seeking  our  Father's  celestial  abode, 
Promise  of  which  on  us  each  he  bestowed — 
We're  liomeward  bound,  homeward  bound, 

1  Wildly  the  storm  sweeps  us  on  as  it  roars — 
We  're  homeward  bound,  homeward  bound; 
Look,  yonder  lie  the  bright  heavenly  shores — 
We  're  homeward  bound,  homeward  bound. 
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HAPPY    YOU  21  I 

ly,  O  pilot,  stand  firm  at  the  wheel ; 
ly,  we  soon  shall  out  weather  the  gale  : 
Oil  how  we  fly  'neath  the  loud  creaking  sail 
We  're  homeward  bound,  homeward  I 

3  We  11  tell  the  world  as  we  journey  along. 
We  're  homeward  bound,  homeward  b 
Try  to  persuade  them  to  enter  our  throng — 
We  're  homeward  bound,  homeward  bono  L 
Come,  trembling  sinner,  forlorn  and  opprest, 
Join  in  our  number,  Oh  come  and  be  blc 
Journey  with  us  to  the  mansions  of  rest — 
We  're  homeward  bound,  homeward  bound. 

L  Into  the  harbor  of  heaven  we  glide — 
We  're  home  at  last,  home  at  last ; 

Softly  we  drift  on  its  bright  silver  tide — 
We  're  home  at  last,  home  at  last. 

Glory  to  God,  all  our  dangers  are  o'er, 

We  stand  secure  on  the  glorified  shore  ; 

"  Glory  to  God!"  we  will  shout  evermore  ; 
Wo  're  home  at  last,  home  at  last ! 


211.    Joyfully,  Joyfully. 
1.  Joyfully,  joyfully,  onward  we  move, 
Bound  to  the  land  of  bright  spirits  above 
Jesus  our  Saviour  in  mercy  says,  Come, 
Joyfully,  joyfully  haste  to  your  home. 

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212  HYMNS    OF 

Soon  will  our  pilgrimage  end  here  below, 
Soon  to  the  presence  of  God  we  shall  go  ; 
Then  if  to  Jesus  our  hearts  have  been  given, 
Joyfully,  joyfully  rest  we  in  heaven. 

2  Teachers  and  scholars  have  passed  on  before 
Waiting,  they  watch  us  approaching  the  shore, 
Singing  to  cheer  us  while  passing  along, 
"Joyfully,  joyfully  haste  to  your  home." 
Sounds  of  sweet  music  there  ravish  the  ear  ; 
Harps  of  the  blessed,  your  strains  we  shall  hear, 
Filling  with  harmony  heaven's  high  dome  ; 
Joyfully,  joyfully,  Jesus,  we  come. 

3.  Death  with  his  arrow  may  soon  lay  us  low  ; 
Safe  in  our  Saviour,  we  fear  not  the  blow  : 
Jesus  hath  broken  the  bars  of  the  tomb  ; 
Joyfully,  joyfully  will  we  go  home. 
Bright  will  the  morn  of  eternity  dawn, 
Death  shall  be  conquered,  his  sceptre  be  gone* 
Over  the  plains  of  sweet  Canaan  we'll  roam. 
Joyfully,  joyfully,  safely  at  home. 


212.    The  Lovely  Land. 

1.  There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight, 

Where  saints  immortal  reign  ; 

Infinite  day  excludes  the  night, 

And  pleasures  banish  pain. 
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Ob  the  land,  the  lovely  land, 

The  land  over  Jordan's  foam  ; 
On  the  golden  strand 
Wait  the  happy,  happy  band, 
To  welcome  the  ransomed  home, 

*2.  There  everlasting  spring  abides, 
And  never-withering  flowers  : 
Death,  lihe  a  narrow  sea.  divides 
This  heavenly  land  from  ours. 
Choeus— Oh  the  land,,  etc. 

3.  Sweet  fields.,  beyond  the  swelling  flood, 

Stand  dressed  in  living  green  ; 
So  to  the  Jews  old  Canaan  stood, 
"While  Jordan  rolled  between. 
Choeus — Oh  the  land,  etc. 

4.  Oh,  could  we  make  our  doubts  remove, 

Those  gloomy  doubts  that  rise, 
And  view  the  Canaan  that  we  love 
"With  unbeclouded  eyes  ; 

5.  Could  we  but  climb  where  Moses  stood, 

And  view  the  landscape  o'er, 
Mot  Jordan's  stream  nor  death's  cold  flood 
Should  flight  us  from  the  shore. 
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213  HYMNS    OF 

213.    Beautiful  Zion. 

1.  Beautiful  Zion,  built  above, 
Beautiful  city  that  I  love  ; 
Beautiful  gates  of  pearly  white, 
Beautiful  temple,  God  its  light 
He  who  was  slain  on  Calvary, 
Opens  those  pearly  gates  to  me. 
Zion,  Zion,  lovely  Zion, 
Beautiful  Zion,  city  of  our  God. 

2.  Beautiful  heaven,  where  all  is  light ; 
Beautiful  angels,  clothed  in  white  ; 
Beautiful  strains  that  never  tire ; 
Beautiful  harps  through  all  the  choir. 
There  shall  I  join  the  chorus  sweet, 
Worshipping  at  the  Saviour's  feet. 
Zion,  Zion,  lovely  Zion, 
Beautiful  Zion,  city  of  our  God. 

3.  Beautiful  crowns  on  every  brow, 
Beautiful  palms  the  conqueror's  show: 
Beautiful  robes  the  ransomed  wear, 
Beautiful  all  who  enter  there. 
Thither  I  press  with  eager  feet ; 
There  shall  my  rest  be  long  and  sweet. 
Zion,  Zion,  lovely  Zion, 

Beautiful  Zion,  city  of  our  God. 
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Beautiful  throne  for  Christ  our  K 
"Beautiful  songs  the  angels  sing  ; 
Beautiful  rest — all  wanderings  cease  ; 
Beautiful  home  of  perfect  peace. 
There  shall  ray  eyes  the  Saviour  see  ; 
Haste  to  his  heavenly  home  with  me. 
Zion.  Zion,  lovely  Zion, 
Beautiful  Zion,  city  of  our  God. 


•214.    Sorrow  is  O'er, 

1.  What  to  me  are  earth's  pleasures, 

And  what  its  flowing  tears  ? 
What  are  all  the  sorrows  I  deplore  ? 
There 's  a  song  ever  swelling. 
Still  lingers  on  my  ears, 
"Oh,  sorrow  shall  come  again  no  more." 

CHOBU8. 

'T  is  a  song  from  the  home  of  the  weary  : 
"Sorrow,  sorrow  is  for  ever  o'er : 

Happy  now.  ever  happy 

On  Canaan's  peaceful  shore. 

Oh,  sorrow  shall  come  again  no  more. " 

2.  I  seek  not  earthly  glory, 

Nor  mingle  with  the  gay  ; 
I  desire  not  this  world's  gilded  store  : 

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215      ■  HYMNS    OF 

There  are  voices  now  calling 

From  those  bright  realms  of  day, 
"Oh,  sorrow  shall  come  again  no  more." 
Choeus — 'T  is  a  song,  etc. 

.  3.  T  is  a  note  that  is  wafted 

Across  the  troubled  wave  ; 
T  is  a  song  I  've  heard  upon  the  shore  ; 
'T  is  a  sweet  thrilling  murmur 
Around  the  Christian's  grave  : 
"  Oh,  sorrow  shall  come  again  no  more." 
Chorus— 'T  is  a  song,  etc. 

4.  'T  is  the  loud-pealing  anthem, 
The  victor's  holy  song, 
Where  the  conflict  and  the  strife  are  o'er , 
When  the  saved  ones  for  ever 
In  joyous  notes  prolong, 
"Oh,  sorrow  shall  come  again  no  more." 


215.    Welcome. 


1.  Happy  shepherds  in  Judah, 
That  heard  the  angel  host 
Pouring  out  on  earth  the  joy  of  heavjn  ; 
But  the  chorals  of  angels 
In  silence  all  are  lost, 
When  Jesus  one  word  of  love  has  given. 
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CHORUS. 

T  ifl  A  voice  from  the  brightness  of  glory  ; 

"  Welcome,  welcome  to  ray  home  of  joy  : 
Come  to  me  all  ye  weary,  ye  heavy-laden,  cotnr  , 

I  '11  give  you  a  rest  without  alloy." 

•2.  He  is  Lord  of  earth  and  heaven, 
And  his  almighty  power 
Can  redeem  from  Satan  and  from  hell ; 
He  can  hush  Sinai's  thunder, 
And  in  the  final  hour 
Can  take  us  with  him  in  bliss  to  dwell. 
Chokus — 'T  is  a  voice,  etc. 

3.  Let  us  hear  then  our  Saviour. 
Whatever  be  his  word. 

And  his  lightest  whisper  well  obey  ; 
That  in  peril  and  sorrow 
We  still  may  hear  our  Lord 
Bid  our  sorrows  and  perils  flee  away. 
Chorus — T  is  a  voice,  etc. 


216.    No  Sorrow  There. 

1.  Oh  sing  to  me  of  heaven 
When  I  am  called  to  die ; 
Sing  songs  of  holy  ecstacy 
To  waft  my  soul  on  high. 

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217  HYMNS    OF 

CHORUS. 

There  '11  be  no  sorrow  there, 
There  '11  be  no  sorrow  there  ; 
In  heaven  above,  where  all  is  love, 
There  '11  be  no  sorrow  there. 

2.  When  cold  and  sluggish  drops 

Koll  off  my  marble  brow, 
Break  forth  in  songs  of  joyfulness  ; 
Let  heaven  begin  below. 

Chorus — There'll  be  no  sorrow.etc. 

3.  Then  to  my  raptured  ear 

Let  one  sweet  song  be  given  ; 

Let  music  charm  me  last  on  earth, 

And  greet  me  first  in  heaven. 

4.  When  round  my  senseless  clay 

Assemble  those  I  love, 
Then  sing  of  heaven,  delightful  heaven. 
My  glorious  home  above. 


217.    Evening  Hymn. 

1.  The  day  is  past  and  gone, 

The  evening  shades  appear  ; 
Oh  may  we  all  remember  well 
The  night  of  death  draws  near. 

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2.  Lord,  keep  us  safe  this  night 

Secure  from  all  our  fears  ; 
May  angels  guard  us  while  we  sleep, 
Till  morning  light  appears. 

3.  And  when  we  early  rise, 

And  view  the  unwearied  sun. 
May  we  set  out  to  win  the  prize, 
And  after  glory  run. 

4.  And  when  our  days  are  past, 

And  we  from  time  remove,. 
Oh  may  we  in  thy  bosom  rest, 
The  bosom  of  thy  love. 


218.    A  Crown  of  Glory  Bright. 

1.  A  ceown  of  glory  bright 
By  faith  I  see, 
In  yonder  realms  of  light, 
Prepared  for  me. 


I  'm  nearer  my  home,  nearer  my  home, 
Nearer  my  home  to-day  ; 
Yes,  nearer  my  home  in  heaven  to-day 
Than  ever  I  've  been  before. 

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219  HYMNS    OF 

2.  Oh  may  I  faithful  prove, 

The  crown  in  view, 
And  through  the  storms  of  life 
My  way  pursue. 

3.  Jesus,  be  thou  my  guide, 

My  steps  attend ; 
Oh  keep  me  near  thy  side  ; 
Be  thou  my  friend. 

4.  Be  thou  my  shield  and  sun, 

My  guide  and  guard  ; 
And  when  my  work  is  done, 
My  great  reward. 


219.    Little  Travellers. 

1.  Little  travellers  Zionward, 

Each  one  entering  into  rest, 
In  the  kingdom  of  your  Lord, 

In  the  mansions  of  the  blest ; 
There  to  welcome  Jesus  waits. 

Gives  the  crown  his  followers  win ; 
Lift  your  heads,  ye  golden  gates, 

Let  the  little  travellers  in. 

&  Who  are  they  whose  little  feet, 

Pacing  life's  dark  journey  through, 

Now  have  reached  that  heavenly  seat 
They  had  ever  kept  in  view  ? 

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I.  from  Greenland's  frozen  land  ;'' 
"I,  from  India's  sultry  plain  ;" 
44 1,  from  Afric's  barren  sand  ;" 
44 1,  from  islands  of  the  main." 

,  44  All  our  earthly  journey  passed, 

Every  tear  and  pain  gone  by, 
Here  together  met  at  I 

At  the  portal  of  the  sky. 
Each  the  welcome  4Come'  a 

Conquerors  over  death  and  sin." 
Lift  your  heads,  ye  golden  gates, 

Let  the  little  travellers  in. 


220.    Beautiful  River. 

1.  Shall  we  gather  at  the  river, 

Where  blight  angel  feet  have  trod  ; 
With  its  crystal  tide  for  en 

Flowing  by  the  throne  of  God  ? 

CHOEUS. 

Yes,  we  '11  gather  at  the  river, 
The  beautiful,  the  beautiful  river — 
Gather  with  the  saints  at  the  river 
That  flows  by  the  throne  of  God. 

2.  On  the  margin  of  the  river, 

Washing  up  its  silver  spray, 

We  will  walk  and  worship  ever, 

All  the  happy,  golden  dav. 

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221  HYMNS   OF 

3.  Ere  we  reach  the  shining  river, 

Lay  we  every  burden  down  ; 
Grace  our  spirits  will  deliver, 
And  provide  a  robe  and  crown. 

4.  At  the  smiling  of  the  river, 

Mirror  of  the  Saviour's  face, 
Saints  whom  death  will  never  sever, 
Lift  their  songs  of  saving  grace. 

6.  Soon  we  '11  reach  the  silver  river, 
Soon  our  pilgrimage  will  cease  ; 
Soon  our  happy  hearts  will  quiver 
With  the  melody  of  peace. 


221.    Roll,  Jordan,  Roll. 

1.  Roll,  Jordan,  roll, 

Thy  foaming  waters  roll  along  ; 
No  ill  I  fear,  for  Christ  is  near, 

His  rod  and  staff  are  strong  : 
My  Lord  will  meet  me  on  the  shore, 

When  heart  .and  flesh  shall  fail ; 
His  presence  dear  my  soul  will  cheer 

When  deep  in  Jordan's  vale. 

CHOEUS. 

Oh  swiftly  the  Jordan  rolls, 

Its  billows  are  dashing  on  the  shore ; 
He  '11  bid  the  tide  abase  its  pride. 

And  bring  me  safely  o'er. 
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HATPY    VOICES.  221 

SL  Roll,  Jordan,  roll, 
framing  waters  roll  along  ; 
Use, 

Where  Christ's  redeemed  belong. 

.  li  sin  and  Satan  join  their  p        r 
To  plunge  me  in  the  deep, 
ging  foe  cannot  o^rthrow 
Bopl  that  Christ  doth  keep. 
Chorus — Oh  swi  I  rdan.  etc. 

I  D,  Jordan,  roll, 

Thy  foaming  waters  roll  along  ; 

The  hosts  of  God  thy  bed  have  trod 

With  trumpet  and  with  song  : 
Right  thi  a  \  h  thy  waves  with  pomp  divine 

The  fiery  pillar  passed, 
In  days  of  yore,  and  brought  them  o'er 
To  Canaan's  land  at  last. 

Chorus— Oh  swiftly  the  Jordan,  etc. 

4.  Boll,  Jordan,  roll, 
Thy  foaming  waters  roll  along  ; 
Both  young  and  old  thy  billows  cold 

Await — an  endless  throng. 
Thr  ragh  fear  of  death  though  tremblers  lit 

In  bondage  all  their  life, 
My  soul  aspires  with  warm  desires 
In  thee  to  end  its  strife. 

Chorus — Oh  swiftly  the  Jordan,  etc. 
16  211 


22*2  HYMNS    OF 

2-22.    The  Heaven  Above. 

1.  There  's  a  bright,  unfading  crown 

In  the  heaven  above, 
Sparkling  like  the  dews  ot  mom, 

In  the  heaven  above. 
Thousands  of  children  there 
That  crown  of  glory  wear, 
Xow  safe  from  sin  and  care, 

In  the  heaven  above. 

2.  There 's  a  robe  of  righteousness 

In  the  heaven  above  ; 
"Worn  by  every  heir  of  grace. 

In  the  heaven  above  ; 
Happy  and  undefiled, 
Many  a  ransomed  child, 
Shines  like  the  starlight  mild, 

In  the  heaven  above. 

3.  There 's  a  tuneful  harp  of  gold 

In  the  heaven  above  ; 
Every  hand  a  harp  shall  hold 

In  the  heaven  above. 
Thousands  of  children  sing 
Praise  to  their  Saviour  King  ; 
Loud  sweep  the  tuneful  string 

In  the  heaven  above. 
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HAPPY    VOICES.  22<J 

4.  Would  yon  strike  that  goldun  wire 
Iu  the  heaven  above — 

c  that  crown  and  that  attire 
In  the  heaven  above  ? 
Come  then  to  Jesus,  come  ; 
Come  in  your  youthful  bloom  ; 
Come,  for  there  now  is  room 
In  the  heaven  above.  a.  a.  a 


223.    Sabbath  Eve. 

1.  How  sweet  the  light  of  Sabbath  eve, 

How  soft  the  sunbeams  lingering  there  : 
For  these  blest  hours  the  world  I  leave, 
Wafted  on  wings  of  praise  and  prayer. 

2.  The  time  how  lovely  and  how  still! 

Peace  shines  and  smiles  on  all  below ; 
The  plain,  the  stream,  the  wood,  the  hill, 
All  fair  with  evening's  setting  glow. 

3.  Season  of  rest !  the  tranquil  soul 

Feels  the  sweet  calm,  and  melts  to  love 
And  while  these  sacred  moments  roll, 
Faith  sees  a  smiling  heaven  above. 

4.  2\or  will  our  days  of  toil  be  long, 

Our  pilgrimage  will  soon  be  trod 
And  we  shall  join  the  ceaseless  song, 
The  endless  Sabbath  of  our  God.  bdmbvov. 
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224,  225  HYMNS    OF 

224.    Abide  With  Me. 

1.  Sun  of  my  soul,  thou  Saviour  dear, 
It  is  not  night  if  thou  be  near  : 
Oh  may  no  earth-born  cloud  arise 
To  hide  thee  from  thy  servant's  eyes. 

2.  When  soft  the  dews  of  kindly  sleep 
My  wearied  eyelids  gently  steep, 

Be  my  last  thought — how  sweet  to  rest 
For  ever  on  my  Saviour's  breast. 

3.  Abide  with  me  from  morn  till  eve, 
For  without  thee  I  cannot  live  ; 
Abide  with  me  when  night  is  nigh, 
For  without  thee  I  dare  not  die. 

.' 

4.  Be  near  to  bless  me  when  I  wake, 
Ere  through  the  world  my  way  I  take  . 
Abide  with  me  till  in  thy  love 

L  lose  myself  in  heaven  above.         kebue 


225.    Sabbath  Ere. 

Thine  earthly  Sabbaths,  Lord,  we  love, 
But  there 's  a  nobler  rest  above  : 
To  that  our  longing  souls  aspire, 
With  ardent  love  and  strong  desire. 
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No  more  fatigue,  no  mere  distn 

Xor  sin  nor  death  shall  reaeh  the  place  ; 
Xo  groans  shall  mingle  with  the  songs 
"Which  warble  from  immortal  tongues. 

Xo  rude  alarms  of  raging  foes  ; 
Xo  cares  to  break  the  long  repose  ; 
Xo  midnight  shade,  no  clouded  sun, 
But  sacred,  high,  eternal  noon. 

Oh,  long  expected  day,  begin ! 
Dawn  on  this  world  oi  woe  and  sin  ; 
Fain  would  we  leave  this  weary  road, 
To  sleep  in  death  and  rest  in  God. 

DODDRIDGE 


226,    Daily  Devotion. 

1.  My  (^od.  how  endless  is  thy  love  ; 

Thy  gifts  are  every  evening  new ; 
And  morning  mercies  from  above 
Gently  distil  like  early  dew. 

2.  Thou  spreadest  the  curtains  of  the  night. 

Great  Guardian  of  my  sleeping  hours  ; 
Thy  sovereign  word  restores  the  light. 
And  quickens  ail  my  drowsy  powers. 

3.  I  yield  my  pevwers  to  thy  command, 

To  thee  I  consecrate  my  days  ; 
Perpetual  blessings  from  thy  hand 
Demand  perpetual  songs  of  praise,  v- 
245 


227,  228  HYMNS   OF 

227.    The  Heayenly  Mansion. 

1.  My  heavenly  home  is  "bright  and  fair, 
Nor  pain  nor  death  can  enter  there  ; 
Its  glittering  towers  the  sun  outshine  ; 
That  heavenly  mansion  shall  be  mine. 

2.  My  Father's  house  is  built  on  high, 
Far,  far  above  the  starry  sky  : 
"When  from  this  earthly  prison  free, 
That  heavenly  mansion  mine  shall  be. 

3.  Let  others  seek  a  home  below, 

Which  flames  devour,  or  waves  overflow ; 
Be  mine  the  happier  lot— to  own 
A  heavenly  mansion  near  the  throne. 

4.  Then  fail  this  earth,  let  stars  decline, 
And  sun  and  moon  refuse  to  shine, 
All  nature  sink  and  cease  to  be  ; 
That  heavenly  mansion  stands  for  me. 


228.    Evening  Hymn. 

1.  Gloey  to  thee,  my  God,  this  night, 
For  all  the  blessings  of  the  light : 
Keep  me,  Oh  keep  me,  King  of  kings, 
Beneath  the  shadow  of  thy  wings. 
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2.  Forgive  me,  Lord,  through  thy  dear  Son, 
The  ills  which  I  this  day  have  done  ; 
That  with  the  world,  myself,  and  thee, 

I,  ere  I  sleep,  at  peace  may  be. 

3.  Teach  me  to  live,  that  I  may  dread 
The  grave  as  little  as  my  bed  ; 
Teach  me  to  die,  that  so  I  may 
Rise  glorious  at  the  judgment-day. 

L  Praise  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow  ; 
Praise  him,  all  creatures  here  below  ; 
Praise  him  above,  ye  heavenly  host ; 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost,     kenk. 


2:29.    Going  to  Christ. 

1.  Jesus,  my  all,  to  heaven  is  gone, 
He  whom  I  fix  my  hopes  upon  ; 
His  track  I  see,  and  I  '11  pursue 
The  narrow  way  till  him  I  view. 

2.  So  glad  I  come,  and  thou,  blest  Lamb, 
Shall  take  me  to  thee  as  I  am  : 
Nothing  but  sin  I  thee  can  give, 
Nothing  but  love  shall  I  receive. 

3   Then  will  I  tell  to  sinners  round 
What  a  dear  Saviour  I  have  found ; 
I  '11  point  to  thy  redeeming  blood, 
And  say,  Behold  the  wav  to  God ! 
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230,  231  HYMNS    OF 

230.    Morning  Hymn. 

1.  God  of  the  morning,  at  whose  voice 

The  cheerful  sun  makes  haste  to  rise, 
And  like  a  giant  doth  rejoice 
To  run  his  journey  through  the  skies  : 

2.  Oh,  like  the  sun,  may  I  fulfil 

The  appointed  duties  of  the  day  ; 
"With  ready  mind  and  active  will 
March  on  and  keep  my  heavenly  way. 

3.  But  I  shall  rove  and  lose  the  race, 

If  God,  my  sun,  should  disappear, 
And  leave  me  in  this  world's  wild  maze 
To  follow  every  wandering  star. 

1  Give  me  thy  counsel  for  my  guide, 
And  then  receive  me  to  thy  bliss  ; 
All  my  desires  and  hopes  beside 
Are  faint  and  cold  compared  with  this. 

WATT& 


231.    The  Beautiful  World. 

1.  There  's  beauty  in  the  sunshine, 
There 's  beauty  in  the  showers ; 

There 's  beauty  in  the  wildwood, 
There 's  beauty  in  the  flowers  : 

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HAPPY    VOICES.  231 

The  valley  and  the  mountain, 

The  ocean  and  the  plain, 
In  beauty  robed,  entrance  the  heart, 

And  every  sense  enchain. 

CHORUS. 

Beautiful  world,  beautiful  world,  beautiful.  bea*> 
tiful  world ; 

Beautiful  world,  beautiful  world,  beautiful. beau- 
tiful world. 

2.  But  there 's  a  world  above  us 

More  beautiful  and  pure, 
Where  all  that 's  bright  and  lovely 

For  ever  shall  endure  : 
Xo  angry  storms  assail  it, 

Xo  blast  nor  sickly  blight, 
No  chilling  winds,  no  burning  heats, 

Xo  dark  and  dreary  night. 
Chobus— Beautiful  world,  etc. 

3.  We  weep,  for  here  we  languish, 

But  there 's  no  sorrow  there  ; 
The  eye  that  fondly  gazes 

Shall  never  shed  the  tear  : 
Xo  pangs  of  sad  bereavement 

Shall  pierce  the  mourner's  heart, 
Xo  grassy  grave  shall  mar  the  grouud, 

Xo  death  shall  hurl  the  dart. 

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232  HYMNS   OF 

i.  One  season  bland  and  vernal 

Shall  bless  that  hallowed  ground, 
And  changeless  and  eternal 

Shall  beauty  smile  around  : 
From  hunger,  thirst,  and  weakness 

The  ransomed  souls  are  free  ; 
They  drink  the  stream,  they  pluck  the  fruit 

Of  immortality. 


232.    Sunlight. 

1.  The  sun  shines  bright, 
And  it  pours  its  light 

O'er  the  valley,  the  field,  and  flood ; 

The  night-bird  flies 

From  the  sunlit  skies, 
To  his  home  in  the  leafy  wood. 

CHOEUS. 

Then  sleep  no  more,  for  the  day  is  come, 
The  night  with  its  gloom  has  fled  ; 

With  a  cheerful  heart  fulfil  your  part. 
And  the  path  of  duty  tread. 

2.  God's  word  is  light, 
Like  the  sun  so  bright, 

And  it  shines  in  this  Christian  clime  ; 
And  sin  retires 
From  its  searching  fires, 

To  its  home  in  the  dens  of  crime. 

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HAPPY    VOICES.  233 

3.  Poor  pagans  sleep 

In  their  gloom  so  deep, 
Not  a  star  lends  its  feeble  ray  ; 

But  rays  divine 

On  your  pathway  shine, 
And  you  bask  in  the  bright  broad  day. 

4.  Then  pray  and  toil 
For  a  little  while, 

And  the  wants  of  the  world  supply  ; 

Do  all  you  can, 

AVhether  child  or  man, 
For  the  night  of  the  grave  draws  nigh. 

A.  A.  6. 


238.    Away  to  the  Woods. 

1.  Away  to  the  woods,  away, 
Away  to  the  woods,  away  ; 
All  nature  is  smiling, 
Our  young  hearts  beguiling, 
Oh  we  will  be  happy  to-day. 


|| :  Away,  away,  away,  away, 

Away  to  the  woods,  away,  :|j 
|| :  Away  to  the  woods,  away  to  the  woods, 

Away  to  the  woods,  away  ;:jj 

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233  HYMNS    OF 

2.  Our  flag  to  the  breezes  fling, 
Our  flag  to  the  breezes  fling, 
And  as  it  waves  o'er  us, 

We  '11  join  in  the  chorus, 
Till  woodland  and  valley  shall  ling. 
Chorus — Away,  away,  etc. 

3.  Oh  this  is  our  festal  day, 
Oh  this  is  our  festal  day ; 
Sweet  flowerets  are  springing, 
Sweet  songsters  are  singing, 
And  we  will  be  happy  and  gay. 

4.  As  free  as  the  air  are  we, 
As  free  as  the  air  are  we  ; 
Then  rally,  then  rally, 
From  hill-top  and  valley, 
And  join  in  our  innocent  glee, 

5.  We  all  of  us  love  the  school, 
We  all  of  us  love  the  school ; 
And  'tis  in  well-doing 

We  're  pleasure  pursuing, 

For  truth  is  our  guide  and  our  rule. 

6.  Success  to  the  school  we  love, 
Success  to  the  school  we  love  ; 
It  sweetens  employment 
With  harmless  enjoyment, 

And  trains  for  the  kingdom  above,  a 
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HAPPY   VOICES.  234 

234.   Come  where  the  Wild  Flowers  Grow. 

1.  Come  where  the  wild  flowers  grow, 

By  the  gushing  fountain  ; 
Come  where  the  zephyrs  blow 

Over  plain  and  mountain  ; 
Come  where  the  streamlets  dance, 

Light  as  sportive  childhood  ; 
Come  where  the  sunbeams  dance 

Through  the  shady  wildwood. 

2.  Come  where  the  violets  blue 

v  Rich  perfumes  are  breathing, 

Come  where  the  sunny  brow 

Roses  red  are  wreathing  : 
Sweet  sing  the  feathered  choir, 

Not  a  note  of  sadness 
Falls  on  the  ravished  ear  ; 

All  is  glee  and  gladness. 

3.  Come  when  the  placid  wave 

Glows  in  sunset  glory ; 
Come  when  the  dewy  eve 

Veils  the  mountain  hoary  ; 
Come  when  the  rustic  hearth 

Gathers  youth  and  beauty  ; 
Come,  and  with  gentle  mirth 

Sweeten  toil  and  duty.  A  a.  a. 

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235  HYMNS    OF 

235,    Land  of  the  Free. 

1.  My  country,  ray  country, 

I  cherish  thee  still, 
Though  many  the  ills  that  defile  thee  : 
I  '11  weep  o'er  thy  woe, 

And  I  '11  pray  for  thy  weal, 
And  never,  no,  never  revile  thee. 

CHORUS. 

||:Land  of  the  free, 
Land  of  the  free, 
Bright  burns  the  flame 
Of  devotion  to  thee!  :J|  y 

2.  I  've  drunk  of  the  cup 

"Which  thy  bounty  supplied. 
When  peace  with  her  olive-wreath  crowned 
thee; 
And  when  thou  art  tossing 
On  war's  stormy  tide, 
My  heart  shall  cling  closer  around  thee. 
Choeus — Land  of  the  free,  etc. 

3.  The  traitor  at  home, 

And  the  foeman  abroad, 
May  league  to  divide  and  enslave  thee  ; 
But  He  who  of  old 

Was  thy  guide  and  thy  guard, 
Will  watch  o'er  the  greatness  he  gave  thee. 
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HAPPY   VOICES.  236 

4.  Here  justice  shall  reign, 

And  the  bondsman  shall  sing 
Farewell  to  his  tears  and  his  anguish  ; 
Tor  under  the  eagle 

Of  liberty's  wing 
No  child  of  oppression  shall  languish. 

5.  'T  is  Liberty's  prayer, 

'T  is  Humanity's  plea, 
"  Be  palsied  the  hand  that  would  sever 
The  land  of  the  brave 

And  the  land  of  the  free  ; 
The  Union,  the  Union  for  ever.  a.  a.  * 


236.    America. 

1.  My  country,  't  is  of  thee, 
Sweet  land  of  liberty, 

Of  thee  I  sing  ; 
Land  where  my  fathers  died, 
Land  of  the  pilgrims'  pride, 
From  every  mountain  side 

Let  "Freedom"  ring. 

2.  My  native  country,  thee, 
Land  of  the  noble  free, 

Thy  name  I  love  ; 

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239  HYMNS    OF 

239.    Sing  Jesus'  Name. 

1.  Come  and  join  our  happy  song, 

Evermore  sing  Jesus'  name  : 

Heart  and  voice  to  him  belong, 

Evermore  sing  Jesus'  name. 

CHOHUS. 

Oh,  love  Jesus  ; 
Oh,  bless  Jesus  ; 
Oh,  praise  Jesus  ; 
Evermore  sing  Jesus'  name. 

2.  Sing  of  him  from  heaven  who  came, 

Evermore  sing  Jesus'  name — 
The  song  of  Moses  and  the  Lamb  ; 
Evermore  sing  Jesus'  name. 
Chorus — Oh,  love  Jesus,  etc 

3.  Jesus'  name  can  save  us  all, 

Evermore  sing  Jesus'  name  ; 
Jesus  bids  us  on  him  call, 
Evermore  sing  Jesus'  name. 

4.  Those  that  love  him  he  will  bless — 

Evermore  sing  Jesus'  name  ; 
Clothe  them  with  his  righteousness, 

Evermore  sing  Jesus'  name. 
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HAPPY    YOI<  240 

:.  that  all  would  love  our  L 
Evermore  sing  Jesus'  name  ; 
Trust  Iris  grace,  and  keep  his  word, 
Evermore  sing  Jesus'  name. 

6.  And  in  heaven  at  length  may  we 
Evermore  sing  Jesus'  name  ; 
Praise  him  through  eternity, 
Evermore  sins^  Jesus'  name. 


2±0.    Morning  Prayer. 

1.  Our.  Father  in  heav 

We  hallow  thy  name  ; 
May  thy  kingdom  holy 

On  earth  be  the  same  ; 
Oh.  give  to  us  daQy 
Our  portion  of  bread, 
't  is  from  thy  bounty 
all  must  be  fed. 

2.  Forgive  our  transgressions, 

And  teach  us  to  know 
That  humble  compassion 

That  pardons  each  foe  ; 
Keep  us  from  temptation, 

From  weakness,  and  sin, 
And  thine  be  the  g] 

For  ever,  Amen. 

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239  HYMNS    OF 

239.    Sing  Jesus'  Name. 

t.  Come  and  join  our  happy  song, 
Evermore  sing  Jesus'  name  : 
Heart  and  voice  to  him  belong, 
Evermore  sing  Jesus'  name. 

CHORUS. 

Oh,  love  Jesus  ; 
Oh,  bless  Jesus  ; 
Oh,  praise  Jesus  ; 
Evermore  sing  Jesus'  name. 

2.  Sing  of  him  from  heaven  who  came, 

Evermore  sing  Jesus'  name — 
The  song  of  Moses  and  the  Lamb  ; 
Evermore  sing  Jesus'  name. 
Chorus — Oh,  love  Jesus,  eto. 

3.  Jesus'  name  can  save  us  all, 

Evermore  sing  Jesus'  name  ; 
Jesus  bids  us  on  him  call, 
Evermore  sing  Jesus'  name. 

4.  Those  that  love  him  he  will  bless- 

Evermore  sing  Jesus'  name  ; 
Clothe  them  with  his  righteousness, 

Evermore  sing  Jesus'  name. 
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HAPPY    VOICES.  240 

5.  Oh.  that  all  would  love  our  Lord, 
Evermore  sing  Jesus'  name  ; 
Trust  Iris  grace,  and  keep  his  word, 
Evermore  sing  Jesus'  name. 

♦3.  And  in  heaven  at  length  may  we 
Evermore  sing  Jesus'  name  ; 
Praise  him  through  eternity, 
Evermore  sincr  Jesus'  name. 


210.    Morning  Prayer. 

1.  Our.  Father  in  heaven, 

AVe  hallow  thy  name  ; 
May  thy  kingdom  holy 

On  earth  be  the  same  ; 
Oh,  give  to  us  daily 

Our  portion  of  bread, 
'tis  from  thy  bounty 

That  all  must  be  fed. 

2.  Forgive  our  transgressions, 

And  teach  us  to  know 
That  humble  compassion 

That  pardons  each  foe  ; 
Keep  us  from  temptation, 

From  weakness,  and  sin, 
Aud  thine  be  the  glory 

For  ever,  Amen. 

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24:1,  242  HYMNS   OF 


241.    Ministering  Angels, 

1.  How  cheering  the  thought 

That  the  spirits  in  bliss 
Should  bow  their  bright  wingl 

To  a  world  such  as  this, 
And  leave  the  sweet  songs 

Of  the  mansions  above, 
To  breathe  o'er  our  bosoms 

Some  message  of  love.         * 

2.  They  come !  on  the  wings 

Of  the  morning  they  come, 
The  pilgrim  to  waft 

From  this  stormy  abode — 
To  convoy  the  stranger 

In  peace  to  his  home, 
And  lay  him  to  rest 

In  the  arms  of  his  God. 


24:2,    Evening  Prayer. 

Jesus,  tender  Shepherd,  hear  us  ; 

Bless  thy  little  lambs  to-night ; 
Through  the  darkness  be  thou  near  us  ] 

Keep  us  safe  till  morning  light. 
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HATPY    VOICES.  243 

2.  All  tliis  day  thy  hand  has  led  us, 
And  we  thank  thee  for  thy  care  ; 
Thou  hast  clothed  us,  warmed  us,  fed  us. 
Listen  to  our  evening  prayer. 

::.  May  our  sins. be  all  forgiven  ; 
,    Bless  the  friends  we  love  so  well ; 
Take  us,  when  we  die,  to  heaven. 
Happy  there  with  thee  to  dwell. 


243.    Parting  Hymn. 

1.  Happily  we  have  met  around  our  King, 

Words  of  life  to  hear,  his  praise  to  sing. 

Friendly  hands  to  grasp,  while  eye  to  eye 

Flashes  out  the  spark  of  love  and  joy. 

Happy,  happy  moments,  all  top  soon  you're  gon^, 

And  the  time  of  parting  comes  swiftly  flying  on: 

CHOEUS. 

Lift  we  then  yet  once  again  * 

A  happy  song  of  praise, 
Once  again  a  loving  eye 

To  our  Fiedeemer  raise, 
Beg  of  him  upon  each  head 

His  hand  of  love  to  lay, 
Giving  each  a  work,  a  smile, 

A  blessing  on  our  way. 

261 


2-M  HYMNS    OF 

So  shall  He  guide  us 
Till  partings  are  o'er, 
|| :  And  welcome  us  all 
On  eternity's  shore.  :|| 

2.  Cheerily  ve  have  met  as  voyagers  meet, 

Sailing  on  their  way  to  friends  and  fyome  ; 
Or  as  at  a  fount  of  waters  sweet 

Travellers  who  o'er  the  desert  roam  ; 
Hours  of  sweet  refreshment,  girding  up  the  soul, 
Eagerly  to  hasten  towards  the  heavenly  goal : 
Chokus — Lift  we  then  yet  onee,  etc. 

3.  Joyfully  we  have  met  in  Jesus'  name, 

Hopefully  we  part  beneath  his  care, 
Seeking  how  we  may  his  love  proclaim, 

Bringing  all  we  can  that  love  to  share  ; 
Brighter  thus  each  day  shall  rise  our  pilgrim  sun 
Larger  still  our  numbers  the  joyful  race  to  run. 


2U.    0  Come,  let  Us  Sing.    Chant. 

1.  0  come,  let  us  sing  un- 1  to  the  I  Lord  ;  t 
Let  us  heartily  rejoice  in  the  I  strength  of 

our  sal- 1  vation. 
Let  us  come  before  his  presence  I  with  thanks 

I  giving,  I 
And  show  ourselves  I  glad  in  I  him  with 

psalms. 

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HAPPY    VOICES.  2U 

2.  For  the  Lord  is  a  i  great —  I  God  ; 
And  a  great  I  King  a-  I  bove  all  I  gods. 
In  his  hand  are  all  the  corners  I  of  the  I  earth; 
And  the  strength  of  the  I  hills  is  I  his —  ! 

3  The  sea  is  his,  I  and  he  I  made  it ; 
And  his  hands  pre- 1  pared — the  I  dry  !  land. 
O  come,  let  us  worship  \  and  fall  I  down. 
And  kneel  be-  I  fore  the  I  Lord  our  I  Maker. 

4.  For  he  is  the  I  Lord  our  I  God  ; 

And  we  are  the  people  of  his  pasture,  and 
the  I  sheep  of  I  his —  I  hand. 

0  worship  the  Lord  in  the  I  beauty . .  of  I  holi- 
ness ; 

Let  the  whole  earth  I  stand  in  !  awe  of  I  him. 

5.  For  he  cometh,  for  he  cometh  to  I  judge  the  I 

earth  ; 
And  with  righteousness  to  judge  the  world, 
and  the  I  people  I  with  his  I  truth. 

G.  Glory  be  to  the  Father,  and  I  to  the  i  Son. 
And  I  to  the  I  Holy  |  Gh< 
As  it  was  in  the  beginni2ig,  is  now,  and    ever 

I  shall  be, 
World  I  without  ,  end.     A-  i  men. 


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INDEX  OF  HYMNS. 


k  beautiful  home 149 

A  erown  of  glory  bright 218 

A,  few  more  years  shall  roll 168 

A  giddy  lamb  oue  afternoon 202 

A  happy  new  year  to  thee,  father 107 

Alas,  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed 81 

Always  speak  the  truth 76 

Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross 39 

Around  the  throne  of  God  in  heaven 11 

Asleep  in  Jesus ?  blessed  sleep ^  -  -  -  194 

As  the  birds  in  shady  wild  wood 137 

Awake,  and  sing  the  song 3 

Away  to  the  woods,  away  — 233 

Beautiful  Zion,  built  above 213 

Behold  a  Stranger  at  the  door 89 

Behold,  the  mountain  of  the  Lord 120 

Be  kind  to  thy  father,  for  when  thou  wast  young 28 

Believe  it,  dear  children,  that  now  is  the  time 10 

Be  the  matter  what  it  may 76 

Blessed  are  the  sona  of  God 8o 

Children  of  the  heavenly  King 58 

Christ  is  born,  and  heaven  rejoices 158 

Christ  the  Lord  is  risen  to-day 166 

Come  and  join  our  happy  song 239 

Come  and  join  the  army  -- 18 

Come,  boys,  come,  girls,  wo  n't  you  volunteer  ? 5 


INDEX    OF    HYMNS. 

Come,  children,  kindly  gather 177 

Come,  children,  let  us  sweetly  sir.g  -  -  - o3 

Come  hither,  all  ye  weary  soul3 90 

Come  into  Christ's  army 107 

Come,  let  us  all  unite  to  sing 49 

.  let  us  sing  of  Jesus 

Come,  saith  Jesus'  sacred  voice 

Come,  thou  Fount  of  every  blessing 66 

Come  to  Jesus  to-day  (or  just  now) 40 

Come  to  the  Sabbath-school,  we  really  wish  yc  u  wo  nl  1  I    J 

Come  to  the  Saviour  to-day - 3t 

Come  where  the  wild  flowers  grow 9  t 

Come,  ye  sinners,  poor  and  needy 

Dear  Jesus,  ever  at  my  side 

Do  n't  think  there  is  nothing  for  children  to  do 145 

Down  the  stream  of  life  they  glide 

Faithful  Shepherd,  meek  and  mild 

Faith  is  a  very  simple  thing 90 

Far  from  the  fold  of  Jesus 

Father,  whate'er  of  earthly  bliss 153 

Flowers,  sweet  flowers —  4 

Forbid  them  not - 29 

F*r  ever  here  my  rest  shall  be 101 

Froji  Greenland's  icy  mountain  s 136 

From  the  cross  uplifted  high -- - 183 

Glorious  things  of  thee  are  spoken 1-29 

Glory  to  thee,  my  God,  this  night - 224 

Glory  to  the  Father  give 178 

God  is  near  thee,  therefore  cheer  thee - 

God  of  the  morning,  at  whose  voice 230 

G  one,  gone,  loved  one -      —  173 

Guide  me,  O  thcu  great  Jehovah -—  69 

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INDEX    OF    HYMNS. 

No. 

Hail  to  the  Lord's  Anointed 127 

Happily  we  have  met  around  our  King 2-13 

Happy  angels,  still  you  dwell 54 

Happy  shepherds  in  Judah  that  heard  the  angel  hosts  215 

Hark,  ten  thousand  harps  and  voices  -  -  - 122 

Hark,  the  herald  angels  sing -  - C3 

Hark,  the  morning  bells  are  ringing - 6 

Hark,  the  song  of  jubilee G4 

Hark,  what  mean  those  holy  voices 8 

Have  courage  to  do  right 74 

He  is  risen,  he  is  not  here -  164 

High  above  yon  stars  of  night 192 

Holy  Bible,  book  divine •  57 

Home,  dear  home,  we  never  can  forget 148 

How  can  I  be  a  happy  child - 34 

How  cheering  the  thought  that  the  spirits  in  bliss  -  -  241 

How  firm  a  foundation,  ye  saints  of  the  Lord 49 

How  happy  every  child  of  grace -   --  38 

How  loving  is  Jesus,  who  came  from  the  sky 50 

How  precious  is  the  story 24 

How  small  are  the  dewdrops,  those  gems  of  the  morn  11 6 

How  sweet  are  the  flowers  of  the  garden  and  field-  -  -  4 

How  sweet,  how  heavenly  is  the  sight 83 

How  sweet  is  the  Sabbath  to  me 207 

How  sweet  the  light  of  Sabbath  eve 223 

How  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds 96 

How  sweet  to  reflect  on  the  joys  that  await  me* 112 

I  do  believe,  I  now  believe 96 

If  you  would  find  salvation 74 

I  have  a  Father  in  the  promised  land * 205 

I  have  a  home,  a  happy  home 138 

J  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say 36 

1  know  there  ?s  a  crown  for  the  saints  of  renown 87 

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INDEX    OF    HYM1 

■a 

I  love  a  little  child  vrith  lii3  sparkling  eye I^i 

I  'm  a  little  pilgrim 

I  'm  a  pilgrim,  and  I  'm  a  stranger -  -  - 

I  'm  but  a  stranger  here 

In  the  Christian's  home  in  glory  --- IOC 

In  the  far  better  land  of  glory  and  light 16 

In  the  rosy  light  of  the  morning  bright M 

In  the  Saviour's  pleasant  fold 1 OG 

In  thy  childhood's  sunny  morning 33 

I  see  in  heaven  those  mansions  bright 

I  think,  when  I  read  tha:                          :  old 27 

1  want  to  be  an  angel - 

I  want  to  be  like  Jesus -" S3 

-  ■  wandering  sheep 45 

.lem,  for  ever  bright 190 

."em,  my  happy  home - 157 

Jesus,  high  in  glory 132 

.  how  can  I  but  love  thee 

Jesus  is  our  shepherd 14  i 

- .  lover  of  my  soul -  - 5*3 

Jesus  loves  me,  this  I  know 105 

Jesus,  my  all,  to  heaven  is  gone 

Jesus,  tender  Saviour - 143 

Jesus,  tender  shepherd,  hear  us - 242 

Joyfully,  joyfully,  onward  we  move 211 

Joy  to  the  world,  the  Lord  is  come 113 

Just  as  I  am,  without  one  plea 35 

Let  us  with  a  joyful  mind 62 

Let  us  work  for  the  school  with  our  hearts 109 

light  of  those  whose  dreary  dwelling 123 

little  drops  of  water -  -  -  - 131 

Little  travellers  Zionward 219 

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INDEX    OF     HYMNS. 

No. 

Marching  on,  marching  on,  glad  as  birds  on  the  wing  139 

Meet  and  right  it  is  to  sing 172 

Must  Jesus  bear  his  cross  alone 80 

My  country,  my  country,  I  cherish  thee  still 235 

My  country,  'tis  of  thee 236 

My  days  are  gliding  swiftly  by 200 

My  faith  looks  up  to  thee - 41 

My  God,  how  endless  is  thy  love 226 

My  heavenly  home  is  bright  and  fair 

My  home  is  in  heaven,  my  rest  is  not  here 163 

My  Saviour,  my  almighty  Friend 1SS 

Nature's  cheerful  voices  all  in  harmony  chime 2 

Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee 185 

Not  all  the  blood  of  beasts 117 

Nothing  but  leaves !  the  Spirit  grieves 121 

Now  be  the  gospel  banner 128 

Now  the  Sabbath  eve  declining 145 

Now  the  shades  of  night  are  gone 1C3 

O'er  the  flowing  river-'- 174 

Oft  as  I  rove  in  thoughtless  mood 1  SI 

Oh,  bright  is  the  wine - 

Oh,  childhood's  happy  voice,  birdlike  and  sweet 70 

Oh  come,  let  us  sing  unto  the  Lord 244 

Oh  come  to  the  Saviour,  dear  children,  to-day 30 

Oh  do  not  be  discouraged 75 

Oh  for  a  thousand  tongues  to  sing 110 

Oh  happy  day,  that  fixed  my  choice i4 

Oh  happy  land,  Oh  happy  land 98 

Oh,  remember  the  Sabbath-school 104 

Oh  sing  to  me  of  heaven 216 

Oh  tell  me,  Thou  life  and  delight  of  my  soul 153 

Oh,  the  green  grass  waves  o'er  the  silent  graves 176 

Oh  there  is  a  fountain  that  never  is  dry ---     15 

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INDEX   OF    HYMNS. 

N<\ 

Oh  the  Sabbath  morning,  beautiful  and  bright 103 

Oh  turn  ye,  Oh  turn  ye,  for  why  will  ye  die  — TO 

Oh  what  can  little  hands  do -• 

Oh  when  shall  I  dwell  in  a  mansion  all  bright 1  S 

Oh  why  do  I  find  it  so  hard  to  do  right  -  -  - 

Oh  wo  n't  you  be  a  Christian  while  you  're  young  -  •  •  ol 

Once  I  wandered  on  the  mountain - G'J 

Once  more,  my  soul,  the  rising  day 1 "  t 

One  there  is  above  all  others Is1 

Once  was  heard  the  song  of  children '7 

O  sacred  head,  now  wounded 

Our  Father  in  heaven,  we  hallow  thy  name MO 

Our  Father  which  art  in  heaven  (Chant) 17" 

Our  sorrows  and  our  sins  were  laid 101 

Out  on  an  ocean  all  boundless  we  ride  -  -  210 

Over  the  mountains,  barren  and  cold 115 

Praise  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow 93 

a    the  Lord,  who  reigns  above - 171 

to  God,  the  great  Creator 9 

Preserved  by  thine  almighty  power  -  -  - 

-  on,  little  pilgrims,  and  never  give  up 186 

Pemeruber  the  Sabbath-school I    I 

Kock  of  ages,  cleft  for  me 162 

Poll,  Jordan,  roil 221 

Pound  the  throne  in  glory 65 

Saviour,  listen  to  our  prayer 

Saw  you  never  in  the  twilight - 15 J 

Say,  brothers,  will  you  meet  us 

Pee,  daylight  is  fading  o'er  earth  and  o'er  ocean 113 

See.  the  kind  Shepherd,  Jesus,  stands 47 

Send  the  tidings  of  salvation 121 

Shall  we  gather  at  the  river 

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INDEX    OF    HYMNS. 

Nn. 

Shall  we  meet  beyond  the  river 180 

Shall  we  meet  in  heaven  above 191 

Shout  the  tidings  of  salvation - 330 

Sinners,  vail  you  scorn  the  message M 

Softly  now  the  light  of  day 169 

Songs  of  praise  the  angels  sang 5  J 

Soon  as  I  heard  my  Father  say 33 

Sun  of  my  soul,  thou  Saviour  dear —  221 

Sweetly  sing,  sweetly  sing CI 

The  city's  hum  was  hushed  and  still 160 

The  day  is  past  and  gone 217 

The  Lord  is  my  Shepherd,  he  makes  me  repose 152 

The  morning  light  is  breaking 196 

The  morning,  the  bright  and  the  beautiful-morning-  111 

The  pearl  that  worldlings  covet 73 

The  pearly  gates  are  open  wide 187 

There  is  a  fountain  filled  with  blood 100 

There  is  a  happy  land - -      1 

There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight 212 

There  is  a  Rose  whose  beauties  grace 51 

There  is  beauty  all  around •  111 

There  is  no  name  so  sweet  on  earth 201 

There  's  a  beautiful  home  for  thee,  brother 149 

There 's  a  bright  unfading  crown - 222 

There 's  a  crown  for  the  young - 87 

There  's  a  land  of  peerless  beauty -  - 

There  's  a  voice  in  the  air,  a  still  small  voice 1 33 

There  's  beauty  in  the  sunshine 231 

The  Saviour !  Oh  what  endless  charms 89 

The  sea  is  wildly  tossing 110 

The  Sunday-school,  that  blessed  place 97 

The  sun  shines  bright,  and  it  pours  its  light 232 

The  valleys  and  the  mountains 12 

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INDEX    OF    HYMNS. 

The  way  to  heaven  is  narrow 20 

Thine  earthly  Sabbaths,  Lord,  we  love 225 

This  is  not  my  place  of  resting 197 

This  life  is  a  battle  with  Satan  and  sin ,,  170 

This  life  is  a  race 17 

This  world  is  not  my  home,  I  know 169 

This  world  's  a  wilderness,  and  dangers  cluster  round  32 

To-day  the  Saviour  calls -- 

To  thee,  my  God  and  Saviour 13 

Universal  praise 12 

Watchman,  tell  ns  of  the  night 56 

We  are  homeward  bound  to  the  land  of  light  above  -  52 

We  are  on  our  journey  home 

We  're  going  home -  -  -  9 

We  're  marching  to  the  camp  above 18 

We  're  passing  along  to  our  home  in  the  skies 15U 

We  're  travelling  home  to  heaven^bove 19 

We  soon  shall  leave  this  foreign  land 151 

We  speak  of  the  realms  of  the  blest 2  - 

We  three  kings  of  Orient  are - 101 

We  wo  n't  give  up  the  Bible  -  -  - 72 

What  are  those  soul-reviving  strains 14 

What  to  me  are  earth's  pleasures,  and  what  its  flow- 
ing tears  211 

When  I  can  read  my  title  clear 155 

When  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross 

When  Jesus,  the  meek  and  the  lowly,  was  here 114 

When  many  to  the  Saviour's  feet 29 

When,  marshalled  on  the  nightly  plain 92 

When  shall  we  meet  again liT 

When  we  are  twenty-one,  boys 21 

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INDEX   OF    HYMNS. 

No. 

While  you 're  young 31 

Who  can  describe  the  joys  that  rise 91 

Who  shall  sing,  if  not  the  children 7 

Will  you  go - 19 

Will  you  meet  us 108 

Wo  n't  you  volunteer - 5 

Would  you  be  as  angels  are 77 

ITe  angels  who  stand  round  the  throne •  208 

5Tout&iul  pilgrims.,  whither  bound 204 


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